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Dec. 23rd, 2001 01:12 amI am having a disgruntled sort of day.
The source of this disgruntlement was mysterious throughout most of the day. I was aggravated with people (people who aren't returning my email, people who are ignoring IMs I send them or not sending messages back, people who barrelled in demanding that I wrap presents NOW, that sort of thing). I played with my Sims - thanks to that cheat code Renee gave me for $$ I have been able to build up their house and give them cool furniture, and honestly, as a devoted Changing Rooms watcher, there is a lot of fun in building onto and decorating the house. I built them a fun room, with comfy chairs, a good computer, a pinball machine, a chessboard, and the most expensive bookcase. I keep changing the floor and the wallpaper.
But eventually I just needed to get away from the computer and no sooner had I done so than my mother barrelled in demanding that I wrap... you get the idea. I spent like three hours wrapping presents for relatives. Started to get my stuff ready to pack for the hotel, since I'm packing tomorrow night (!!) and leaving Monday morning. I still have no idea what to wear on Xmas.
Some presents came in: a card from an aunt and uncle last night brought a Borders gift card, which I appreciate. Except that it has no amount written on it and I feel like a jackass wondering... it's not avarice, it's just wondering how much is there, what I can afford. They got my mom an Amazon GC for $25 so it's probably $20-25. Then a card from my father (who in being depressed managed to miss last xmas and my birthday - not even a card), and a cash donation and a very nice note: "Thank YOU for BEing YOU." Lump in my throat. Awww.
After that I got ready to go out, didn't leave until almost 8:30 PM though. Looked at massive mechanized homemade light displays in someone's yard on the other side of town. Went to the bookstore, which wasn't too horrible: had a gingerbread latte (decaf!) and got the 2001 O. Henry Prize book & did NOT get China Miéville's Perdido Street Station because the only copy was... sticky, and because I have a gift card for the store we were not at. Went to WalMart, which made me panicky because it was so crowded and I kept becoming trapped in aisles. But I needed a big gift bag for the box of Duplo blocks that are the Z-monster's Xmas gift. I wanted to cry by the time we got out.
Momster suggested going back out to pick up my prescription she's been neglecting and I said no, no, I needed to get home, really, I desperately wanted to go home. As it turned out, I started my period and that explains my general misanthropy and desire to go hide under the bed. I am really surprised that I did not take it out on the Sims, but it appears that I am a benevolent creatrix. In spite of myself.
And so it is another night at home, and soon to be asleep in my bed.
Me, that is. Not "it".
The source of this disgruntlement was mysterious throughout most of the day. I was aggravated with people (people who aren't returning my email, people who are ignoring IMs I send them or not sending messages back, people who barrelled in demanding that I wrap presents NOW, that sort of thing). I played with my Sims - thanks to that cheat code Renee gave me for $$ I have been able to build up their house and give them cool furniture, and honestly, as a devoted Changing Rooms watcher, there is a lot of fun in building onto and decorating the house. I built them a fun room, with comfy chairs, a good computer, a pinball machine, a chessboard, and the most expensive bookcase. I keep changing the floor and the wallpaper.
But eventually I just needed to get away from the computer and no sooner had I done so than my mother barrelled in demanding that I wrap... you get the idea. I spent like three hours wrapping presents for relatives. Started to get my stuff ready to pack for the hotel, since I'm packing tomorrow night (!!) and leaving Monday morning. I still have no idea what to wear on Xmas.
Some presents came in: a card from an aunt and uncle last night brought a Borders gift card, which I appreciate. Except that it has no amount written on it and I feel like a jackass wondering... it's not avarice, it's just wondering how much is there, what I can afford. They got my mom an Amazon GC for $25 so it's probably $20-25. Then a card from my father (who in being depressed managed to miss last xmas and my birthday - not even a card), and a cash donation and a very nice note: "Thank YOU for BEing YOU." Lump in my throat. Awww.
After that I got ready to go out, didn't leave until almost 8:30 PM though. Looked at massive mechanized homemade light displays in someone's yard on the other side of town. Went to the bookstore, which wasn't too horrible: had a gingerbread latte (decaf!) and got the 2001 O. Henry Prize book & did NOT get China Miéville's Perdido Street Station because the only copy was... sticky, and because I have a gift card for the store we were not at. Went to WalMart, which made me panicky because it was so crowded and I kept becoming trapped in aisles. But I needed a big gift bag for the box of Duplo blocks that are the Z-monster's Xmas gift. I wanted to cry by the time we got out.
Momster suggested going back out to pick up my prescription she's been neglecting and I said no, no, I needed to get home, really, I desperately wanted to go home. As it turned out, I started my period and that explains my general misanthropy and desire to go hide under the bed. I am really surprised that I did not take it out on the Sims, but it appears that I am a benevolent creatrix. In spite of myself.
And so it is another night at home, and soon to be asleep in my bed.
Me, that is. Not "it".
