Friday, December 23, 2005

Strangely Ambivalent Humbug

Right, right, it's Christmas and Frank's all excited like the giggling schoolgirl that he is. Me? Well, I can take it or leave it - preferably I'd leave it. Not to sound all bah humbug about it but it's just a monumental pain in the arse as far as I'm concerned. Great for children I know but, over here, once you hit a certain age it slowly morphs into just another one of those days when they close the pubs. That's not to say I don't enjoy the dinner or that I don't have a laugh. I do. And I do tend to get very, very drunk. All that's fine. It's the build up that gets my back up. The crowds rushing around the shops almost killing each other for the perfect gift. The weekend warriors streaming into our pubs and taking up our spots at the bar (I realise I'm unreasonable on this one but I don't care). The incessantly repetitive Christmas songs everywhere you turn. People complaining about how much Christmas costs and yet still sinking themselves further into debt every year. Maniacaly cheery folks insisting everyone should be really cheery and excited, even though their none of them would show their face in church from one midnight mass to the next; and turkey & ham just isn't that special anymore anyway. However, in the face of all this, I am still strangely ambivalent to the whole experience. It might sound like I hate it but in actuality it just makes no impact on me what so ever. So I guess I should be grateful for small mercies.

In case anyones wondering, yes I am going to replace Frank.

Oh yeah, Merry Christmas, or not if you don't partake. My guess is these posts will be a bit sporadic and spartan until some time in the next year. Bye.