This year, none of you will be receiving presents from me before Christmas. In fact, none of you will be receiving presents from me until after the new year, because I will be in China buying your gifts. I figured you could either receive a generic, not-so-interesting gift from the US that you could get any time, or I could get you something funky and bizarre from China instead.
So even though I have a history of never buying presents for people (I'd feel better about it if people wouldn't buy me anything either, which they've mostly stopped doing thankfully), I'm going to try and reverse that this year and buy things for people. If I end up missing you, it's because I suck, and through no fault of your own. It's not that you're not important enough, because you'll certainly make me feel guilty when I talk to you and I think "oh crap I forgot to get you something." Really it's because I have a really bad memory (similar to how Chester says he has the memory of a beetle).
So, since I'm going to be spending most of my time in Seattle, that's most likely where I'll be shipping your presents from since I probably won't be seeing any of you any time soon. So if you'd be so kind, please leave me your address and a phone number to reach where I can reach you (even if you're 99.9% sure I already have it). You don't have to leave a comment or anything; email will be fine. If you don't know what my email address is, it's on the left hand nav bar under "Contact."
But hopefully all of you were bright enough to notice that before getting confuzzled.
In any event, whether you think you're deserving of a present or not, please let me know where you're at, along with your phone number. And while you're at it, leave me your birthday too since I don't have any one's birthday recorded at the moment. For all of you who are getting all judgmental, friendship is about more than giving birthday presents :P (that's what I tell myself at night to make myself feel better).
Until next time, merry Christmas, happy new year, happy kwanzaa, etc. etc.
Just in case anyone is concerned, I'm doing very well. Life is great, and it's hard for me to ask for more. If anything, the only thing I want now is more time so I can live a bit more life.
But you didn't come here to read happy thoughts of pig tails and butterflies. That's just not my style.
All things which begin must eventually end. There's nothing wrong with that, and there's nothing tragic about it either. What's sad, though, is when you've expended all your energy trying to breath life into something that's already, but just hasn't realized it yet. What's sad is doing all you can to try to force what wasn't meant to be, and in doing so drive yourself and those around you to tears.
But like so many stories, there's no happy ending here. Just a few more years that have passed, a few more memories to jot down in your mind's journal, and a few more people you'll never see the same way again.
And so life goes on. One day you'll try to breathe life into the dead again. Maybe you'll ask me again if I'm just letting you make your own mistakes. Maybe this time I too will try to resurrect the fallen and broken, and try to keep you from falling into the same hole.
It's not that I hate you; I don't even dislike you. I just find your constant prattling about the daily grind of your life to be completely, utterly boring. It's called a daily grind for a reason, and nobody wants a double dose of that. But you know, it's not that there's nothing of note in your life, or that there aren't things that happen in your daily life that are worth talking about, and worth listening to. You just completely miss those key fractions of the minutes of your day because you're so caught up trying to spew out every insignificant thing that happened. You treat the diamonds and jewels of your day the same way you treat the trivial and frivolous.
And like mother always said, "Nobody will respect you if you don't respect yourself first."
So please, for once in your life, stop getting so caught up in the overarching theme and pause for a minute on the details that define and capture the finest moment of your life, and share them with the rest of us. What you think and what you see and feel could be important if only you'd let go of all the drudgery that clings to it; polish and shine those thoughts of yours until they glint and twinkle. You're a star and you just don't realize it yet.
Listen to Placebo. "It's in your reach...concentrate."
Helen showed this to me today; it's clear which person in this relationship is the one more in tune with style and fashion.
After messing around with a computer of mine for a bit, I got it set up and now have http://www.randalrants.com/ set up. One of my old roommates suggested I name it thus, and so it was. If the site doesn't work, it means my computer crashed :( Or my network connection sucks because I'm getting hammered by spammers, or etc. etc. In any event, I'm going to move my bitching and ranting there. Exciting times!
14 years of listening to electronic music and counting. I discovered today that a band I like (The Alpha Conspiracy) is actually just one guy, a.k.a. Necros of the old demo scene. If I'm not mistaken, he was a part of the demo group FM. I was into that since I was about 8 years old; it's no wonder I like this band's music.
I've been listening to this track a lot...it's a nice track. They have more here.