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| Golden Slumbers |
| 12.21.03 (9:11 pm) [edit] |
"Boy, you're going to carry that weight a long time"
Song: Golden Slumbers/Carry That Weight, The Beatles, 1969
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| This entity we call Christmas. |
| 12.20.03 (10:21 pm) [edit] |
So this is Christmas.. and what have you done? Another year over, and a new one begun. Ok, enough John Lennon plagarism.
Christmas. Crass comercialism, as I heard it described on Bewitched this afternoon. Couldn't agree more. I don't know exactly when it happened, but there came a time when I stopped feeling anything at christmas. Maybe its because I'm not a kid anymore, and the whole gift grab excitement thing is gone. I, like most everyone else, was raised on traditional christmas.
Even now though, it has become one big hassle. I hate crowds, unless I'm at a music festival. I hate shopping malls, and parking lots, and heavy traffic and kids screaming in strollers. Rich women in fur coats parking in handicapped spots at the front of the parking lot, to go in and buy Christmas decorations at 75% off. Gap employees wearing stupid Christmas hats, saying "Happy Holidays" , because they will be fired if they say "Merry Christmas" as that may offend someone who celebrates Quanza (sp) instead. Bullshit.
Speaking of malls, I realized we're nearing the end of civilization when I saw a group of 12 year olds, each with cellphones, Gap and Banana Republic Bags, dressed nicer then I ever was at that age, eating Haagen-Daz sundaes, stepping over the homeless youths outside the malls, who were begging for change just to scrounge a cheap hot meal. Reminds of me downtown Toronto. They're moving closer and closer to the worst downtown in North America for visibly homeless people. Its no longer just an eyesore or a frustration, it's downright embarressing, and that city ought to be ashamed of themselves.
Back to Christmas. So, I'll go into robotic auto-pilot mode. On the day, I'll put on my insincere smiley face and somehow get through it. I'll watch as they day goes down like a bad movie script, every move, exactly repeated the year before. Overpriviledged kids of my sister, already bored of their mountain of toys and products that out-values my take over 10 years. Oh well, who cares, its only once a year. Why do we do it? :?:
Song: James - Lullaby , 1993
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| Awaken... highlyaddicted.com is born |
| 12.13.03 (2:11 pm) [edit] |
So I decided to create a spot on the net that would be mine. I have a few domain names, but they are all works in progress, or other, so this one shall be of my thoughts. You may like it, you may dislike it... but win, lose or draw, its here.
Its truly amazing how popular "blogs" as they are known, have become. History has proved that there has always been a natural human curiousity to know what is in the minds of others. In the old days, one would commit the ultimate invasion of privacy and read someone's diary book. Today, the internet is full of weblogs documenting people's feelings, opinions and other curios. I've got to confess, I'm not the biggest people person in the world. I actually am not interested, for the most part, in other people's weblogs. Only a person I've come across who I'm interested in, for whatever reason, would I invest time in to read about.
So with that said, the journey begins. :idea:
Song: Please Read Me , The Bee Gees, 1967 [image]highlyaddicted_379 526067.jpg[/image]
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