Yay, my Welcome Wagon CD finally came! Right when I sent an aggitated email to the distributers, of course. Also, I added a button to subscribe to my feedburner… so subscribe! You’ll find it in the right sidebar, just under the photo of me looking so skeleton-cool.
Gwen loaned me an American Elf book and now I have the renewed urge to draw a daily comic strip, buuuuut I still don’t have the time. Gotta focus, Bea.
I’m cold all the time. Even the womb has been disappointing me lately.
I have not been in the Christmas spirit. I decided early on this time around to reject the commercial aspect of the “season”, and my plan was to focus more on the holidays of my preference (Advent and then Christmas). So I rejected the commercial, but somehow all the stuff that is meaningful to me has kind of slipped out of my sight also. Which leaves me with nothing, except winter and this constant feeling of cold. How depressing! Tomorrow morning, though, Christ Presbyterian is going to be performing Handel’s Messiah so I am really really hoping that gets me in the mood. Who knows… maybe we need some of the commercial stuff to keep Christmas real. As much as I hate it, maybe I need to fight the crowds at the mall and choke on the B.O. of some ragtag Santa Claus to realize that there really is something about this time that is different from the rest of the year.
Or maybe there really isn’t. We don’t know when Jesus was actually born, right? Maybe there is no real point to celebrating any of this. I have this fantasy of celebrating New Years by going to bed at 9pm on December 31 and waking up the next year, no party, no ball dropping, no midnight kiss (which I never get anyway!) Maybe that’s how I should celebrate Christmas too, just ignore it. I’m just so bored by all of the tradition.
What’s wrong with me this year? I’m in some kind of holiday funk.