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[dragonlady7]

Could I be in a worse mood right now?
I really don't think I could.
I'm trying to imagine myself in a worse mood, but I can't.
(For the record, I have actually been trying to get myself into a better mood by power of imagination all day and it hasn't done a fucking milligram of good, so I went the other way and tried to play the But I Could Be Worse game and, well, sort of, er, lost.)

Merry fucking Christmas and for the love of God somebody have a good Christmas on my behalf or something. But don't tell me about it, because it'll probably just make me jealous. Just do it, and quietly, somewhere else, and maybe later I'll try to find the warm fuzzy secondhand glow when I'm not in such a terrible mood.


Am going to change my clothes and steel myself for an evening spent in the company of Z's family, who are wonderful people but have razor-sharp wits that they do not hesitate to use at my expense, which combined with the fact that I am feeling rather fragile, makes for a somewhat dangerous evening to which I am looking forward with a bit of trepidation.

I'll probably be up most of the night working on my stupid fucking Kringle wrapping job too.

NYARGH. Bad mood intensifying! House is a wreck! I have nothing to wear! Hair's a mess! Cats and dogs! Living together! End of the world!

And there's a big goose-egg on my forehead from when I smacked my head into the door yesterday in a vain attempt at living life like a human being.

I FAIL AT LIFE. OH THE TRAUMA.

Hold me, Internet.

Comments

[mother2012.livejournal.com]

I wish I could help. But even if you tried to substitute me for yourself with his family, I don't think it would improve their opinion of you. And I certainly can't come up with a wrapping solution.

Only bit of advice: Forget the house.

[(Anonymous)]

For what it's worth, Merry Christmas!!

If it makes you feel any better, I spent my Christmas Eve knocking down walls and pulling down 20 year old fume hoods in my parents' restaurant.

Yea, my parents now own a restaurant. Wow.

darius

[tehta.livejournal.com]

I don't know if this helps, but I'm in a terrible mood in spite of being with my family. Also, I fail at life way more than you do.

[dragonlady7.livejournal.com]

Nuh-UH! I fail WAY more!

I don't know that I ever mentioned how I love that icon, btw.

Aw, I thought you were having a better year this year.
I know that, were I home, I would have been infuriated at least twice by my mother, but... when I walked in, late, to Christmas Eve festivities last night, of the four people in the room, only two acknowledged my arrival. The other two I haven't seen in probably a year and they didn't so much as say hello. So, there's something to be said for family at least in terms of someone noticing you're there...

[tehta.livejournal.com]

Aw, I thought you were having a better year this year.

Better in that I have had no weepy nervous breakdown. I did spend a couple of days with the thought "I am a worthless human being who has no right to exist" on autoloop in my head. It's my own fault, though: nobody's *telling* me that.

So, there's something to be said for family at least in terms of someone noticing you're there...

Depends on the family, I think. (To be fair, my immediate family definitely notices my arrivals. Some of the extended members do tend to ignore each other, though, whether out of malice or out of disregard.)

[sirielle.livejournal.com]

I'm not in a good mood either, though much better, than last week. But I 'celebrate' Christmas just for my grandmothers, nothing more. And maybe for my parents even that they don't celebrate it, either.

I hope you feel better now :)