IT FORCES YOU TO BE CUDDLY
Nov. 30th, 2009 05:43 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
backupdump002the holiday post is still open. i also put a "need address" note in very rude bold letters next to everyone who hasn't sent me their address/whose address i didn't receive for whatever reason, so those who have been MARKED better send me a PM!!! or e-mail!!!! or something!!!!!!!!
john and sherah are here. it's been a pretty nice visit. i can't think of a lot of super noteworthy things, except...
-going to texas. we all pile into this cramped van, and the first thing i do is take a nap and wake up with a pinched nerve in my neck. i could not move my head to the right at all, since every slight movement gave me this jolt of mind-blanking, electrifying pain. definitely the most excruciating neckpain i've ever been in, but i endured it silently and stoically (except for the part when i asked mom for a pain pill and she gave me this really strong pill the dentist gave her after her oral surgery thing so i was kind of high for the rest of the night. also, it didn't help the pain)
one thanksgiving tradition down at the lake house is standing in a circle (usually while holding hands, but that was thankfully skipped this year) while my grandpa says grace. i'm not religious at all, so this tradition has always been really uncomfortable, but i just quietly go through the motions since i don't want to be a dick about it (and i guess it erases the need for the SO WHAT ARE YOU THANKFUL FOR smalltalk, since papa tends to cover all the bases). this year's prayer was more awkward than normal, though, because of a few things:
1.) a kid started screaming and crying at the start of it.
2.) charlie's idiot dog, dixie, decided it was the perfect opportunity to, once again, try to eat our pomeranian, like she'd been trying to do the entire visit.
3.) a few people panicked and tried to get in between dixie and melvin while making AH AH AH noises.
4.) charlie stepped into the dogfight and yelled out SHUT YER MAAAAYWTH, then took the dog out of the room while she was snarling and screeching (her eyes looked like they were rolled into the back of her head to give her a truly satanic look).
5.) papa, who is hard of hearing, didn't seem to notice any of this, and just kept on reading his poem as though nothing was happening.
6.) everyone said "amen," and mom came down from her shower immediately after the whole thing ended, smiling obliviously.
once everyone disbanded, emily just said "oh my god, that was the white-trashiest thanksgiving prayer ever." i think she put it better than anyone. all i could think was how much i wished someone got it on tape.
i actually spent most of thanksgiving feeling really mopey because sarah was acting like such a douche, but i cheered up a little before i went to bed, i guess. i dunno why i was so depressed then, since her default mode is almost always "douche," so it's something i'm more or less used to. maybe it's because it felt like i couldn't really talk to anyone else when she was around and wound up avoiding certain groups. pinched nerve didn't help, either. i dunno, stuff.
on the way home, we stopped at this great italian place i haven't been to since i was a kid. fairly uneventful, except at one point this group of old people came in, and one of the ladies had this really bizarre laugh that was like this shrill wheeze. this led to a conversation about james brown tickling pigs. a bit later, one of our PARTY MEMBERS who i won't name paid for their mistake of mixing coffee and marinara sauce (and also being hungover/having stomach problems in general), so we had to keep stopping on the side of the road to let them out for a while.
ASIDE FROM ALL THAT
PRETTY CHILL
-beatles rock band is great. it's more like "beatles karaoke" for us, since john just brought three mics and nothing else, but i am definitely not complaining about that, since i love hamming it up with my stupidly bad singing voice. for the last song everyone was all OH I DON'T WANNA DO BIRTHDAY IT'S CORNY and it's just ISN'T THAT THE WHOLE POINT OF KARAOKE
everyone sang hard day's night instead and it was easy and boring
also, helter skelter is really fun. killing your voice is worth it.
-went to a malaysian place. the food was delicious, but the employees were really... social, while also socially awkward. they seriously checked on our table, like, every five minutes, and kept asking questions and trying to strike up conversations. they were very nice and everything, but it was just-- yes everything is fine, yes the food is good, we found you through our dad, yes we're all related except for her, everything is still fine, oh okay that was a nice story, no she doesn't need a bunch of little bowls, yes this is a drink, yes everything is fine, yes the food is still good
the drink one was odd, since he just came up and pointed to my glass and went IS THIS A DRINK and then just.. walked away when i confirmed it. YEAH, YOU...
YOU SERVED IT TO ME...
he also was walking past at some point, and then sarah set down her fork or something so he got this REALLY CONCERNED look on his face and ran up and placed a hand on her shoulder and said "ARE YOU HAVING DIFFICULTIES"
she said no and he was just like oh okay /leaves
also told my gray-haired mother that one of the dishes was "better than sex" (which then mom kept like playing up for extra awkward points kdfjgh)
also told sarah that she looked like a teacher from an anime, and called on me to confirm it for him (which also gets some bonus awkward points because i know what anime teachers are often like)
and just... there was a lot of weird stuff, but most of it was just sort of general weirdness rather than stuff really worth mentioning. and they were asking IS EVERYTHING OKAY every two minutes on top of everything else. i didn't see them acting so doting towards any other tables, either. ??????????
also they played muzak the whole time
i know there was other stuff, but i can't remember right now. ehhhh
man, i'm really looking forward to the day when people realize that the VAST MAJORITY of what i say--even the more angsty stuff--is playful and not meant to be taken 200% SERIOUSLY, so then decide to play along rather than give me lectures about ~life~ and tell me things i already know and push viewpoints that i already have and generally wag their finger me, thus making the conversation come to an uncomfortable halt while i just go "yeah, i know, it was a joke"
because that's really off-putting and fairly condescending and just tiring above everything else. it seems like every conversation i've had lately just ends with the person i'm talking to going WELL GEE DON'T SAY THAT or OH WELL THIS IS HOW THINGS REALLY ARE or I THINK IT MEANT THIS or YOU SHOULD THINK THIS over the most obviously sarcastic things. maybe these people just don't talk to me enough to pick up on my sense of humor, but goddamn, i don't think it's especially subtle or anything. i like to think that it's pretty obvious when i'm actually being serious about something or genuinely need advice (since i'll usually, uhh, ask for it), but i guess not
on an unrelated ragenote (HINT: SERIOUS), shit like this pisses me off so much. this is why i'm so ridiculously cynical when it comes to just about anything that pushes "family values" since, in my experience, that almost always seems to include keeping kids "safe" (HINT: SARCASM COMIN' UP) from all those filthy gays and transsexuals trying to pollute their minds with their lord-hating feather boas and sparkly thongs because that's all LGBT people are, obviously, and there's no possible way that they're just average, everyday people you see walking down the street or anything. like, i dunno, me. (HINT: TRUTH)
I'M GOING TO BED (HINT: PROBABLY TRUE)
john and sherah are here. it's been a pretty nice visit. i can't think of a lot of super noteworthy things, except...
-going to texas. we all pile into this cramped van, and the first thing i do is take a nap and wake up with a pinched nerve in my neck. i could not move my head to the right at all, since every slight movement gave me this jolt of mind-blanking, electrifying pain. definitely the most excruciating neckpain i've ever been in, but i endured it silently and stoically (except for the part when i asked mom for a pain pill and she gave me this really strong pill the dentist gave her after her oral surgery thing so i was kind of high for the rest of the night. also, it didn't help the pain)
one thanksgiving tradition down at the lake house is standing in a circle (usually while holding hands, but that was thankfully skipped this year) while my grandpa says grace. i'm not religious at all, so this tradition has always been really uncomfortable, but i just quietly go through the motions since i don't want to be a dick about it (and i guess it erases the need for the SO WHAT ARE YOU THANKFUL FOR smalltalk, since papa tends to cover all the bases). this year's prayer was more awkward than normal, though, because of a few things:
1.) a kid started screaming and crying at the start of it.
2.) charlie's idiot dog, dixie, decided it was the perfect opportunity to, once again, try to eat our pomeranian, like she'd been trying to do the entire visit.
3.) a few people panicked and tried to get in between dixie and melvin while making AH AH AH noises.
4.) charlie stepped into the dogfight and yelled out SHUT YER MAAAAYWTH, then took the dog out of the room while she was snarling and screeching (her eyes looked like they were rolled into the back of her head to give her a truly satanic look).
5.) papa, who is hard of hearing, didn't seem to notice any of this, and just kept on reading his poem as though nothing was happening.
6.) everyone said "amen," and mom came down from her shower immediately after the whole thing ended, smiling obliviously.
once everyone disbanded, emily just said "oh my god, that was the white-trashiest thanksgiving prayer ever." i think she put it better than anyone. all i could think was how much i wished someone got it on tape.
i actually spent most of thanksgiving feeling really mopey because sarah was acting like such a douche, but i cheered up a little before i went to bed, i guess. i dunno why i was so depressed then, since her default mode is almost always "douche," so it's something i'm more or less used to. maybe it's because it felt like i couldn't really talk to anyone else when she was around and wound up avoiding certain groups. pinched nerve didn't help, either. i dunno, stuff.
on the way home, we stopped at this great italian place i haven't been to since i was a kid. fairly uneventful, except at one point this group of old people came in, and one of the ladies had this really bizarre laugh that was like this shrill wheeze. this led to a conversation about james brown tickling pigs. a bit later, one of our PARTY MEMBERS who i won't name paid for their mistake of mixing coffee and marinara sauce (and also being hungover/having stomach problems in general), so we had to keep stopping on the side of the road to let them out for a while.
ASIDE FROM ALL THAT
PRETTY CHILL
-beatles rock band is great. it's more like "beatles karaoke" for us, since john just brought three mics and nothing else, but i am definitely not complaining about that, since i love hamming it up with my stupidly bad singing voice. for the last song everyone was all OH I DON'T WANNA DO BIRTHDAY IT'S CORNY and it's just ISN'T THAT THE WHOLE POINT OF KARAOKE
everyone sang hard day's night instead and it was easy and boring
also, helter skelter is really fun. killing your voice is worth it.
-went to a malaysian place. the food was delicious, but the employees were really... social, while also socially awkward. they seriously checked on our table, like, every five minutes, and kept asking questions and trying to strike up conversations. they were very nice and everything, but it was just-- yes everything is fine, yes the food is good, we found you through our dad, yes we're all related except for her, everything is still fine, oh okay that was a nice story, no she doesn't need a bunch of little bowls, yes this is a drink, yes everything is fine, yes the food is still good
the drink one was odd, since he just came up and pointed to my glass and went IS THIS A DRINK and then just.. walked away when i confirmed it. YEAH, YOU...
YOU SERVED IT TO ME...
he also was walking past at some point, and then sarah set down her fork or something so he got this REALLY CONCERNED look on his face and ran up and placed a hand on her shoulder and said "ARE YOU HAVING DIFFICULTIES"
she said no and he was just like oh okay /leaves
also told my gray-haired mother that one of the dishes was "better than sex" (which then mom kept like playing up for extra awkward points kdfjgh)
also told sarah that she looked like a teacher from an anime, and called on me to confirm it for him (which also gets some bonus awkward points because i know what anime teachers are often like)
and just... there was a lot of weird stuff, but most of it was just sort of general weirdness rather than stuff really worth mentioning. and they were asking IS EVERYTHING OKAY every two minutes on top of everything else. i didn't see them acting so doting towards any other tables, either. ??????????
also they played muzak the whole time
i know there was other stuff, but i can't remember right now. ehhhh
man, i'm really looking forward to the day when people realize that the VAST MAJORITY of what i say--even the more angsty stuff--is playful and not meant to be taken 200% SERIOUSLY, so then decide to play along rather than give me lectures about ~life~ and tell me things i already know and push viewpoints that i already have and generally wag their finger me, thus making the conversation come to an uncomfortable halt while i just go "yeah, i know, it was a joke"
because that's really off-putting and fairly condescending and just tiring above everything else. it seems like every conversation i've had lately just ends with the person i'm talking to going WELL GEE DON'T SAY THAT or OH WELL THIS IS HOW THINGS REALLY ARE or I THINK IT MEANT THIS or YOU SHOULD THINK THIS over the most obviously sarcastic things. maybe these people just don't talk to me enough to pick up on my sense of humor, but goddamn, i don't think it's especially subtle or anything. i like to think that it's pretty obvious when i'm actually being serious about something or genuinely need advice (since i'll usually, uhh, ask for it), but i guess not
on an unrelated ragenote (HINT: SERIOUS), shit like this pisses me off so much. this is why i'm so ridiculously cynical when it comes to just about anything that pushes "family values" since, in my experience, that almost always seems to include keeping kids "safe" (HINT: SARCASM COMIN' UP) from all those filthy gays and transsexuals trying to pollute their minds with their lord-hating feather boas and sparkly thongs because that's all LGBT people are, obviously, and there's no possible way that they're just average, everyday people you see walking down the street or anything. like, i dunno, me. (HINT: TRUTH)
I'M GOING TO BED (HINT: PROBABLY TRUE)
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Date: 2009-11-30 01:30 pm (UTC)THAT ALL SOUNDS SO SUCKY i'm just gonna sit back here with a smug look on my face, knowing i never have to do that sort of thing
maybe they just liked your table because it had a HOT ANIME TEACHER and a SEXY OLD EATING LADY and...uh...you had a drink that...really was a drink? unf unf?
GOD ITS ANNOYING WHEN PEOPLE TAKE STUFF SERIOUSLY even people who've known me for a while still make the mistake though, haha. i'm just bad at humour.
WTF THAT why are they making such a big deal about three gender choices that doesn't even make sense. I DON'T GET PEOPLE HOW DOES IT DO ANY HARM<ASJDKLASDJsdksdl
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Date: 2009-12-01 02:26 am (UTC)i actually didn't mind any of it (aside from sarah, but i was over it the next day). a sense of humor is a lifesaver when it comes to this stuff; even when i had that horrible pinched nerve, i still just laughed about it (i'm glad life isn't like oregon trail anymore because i would manage to break my leg somehow within the two miles). and the thanksgiving prayer was one of the funniest things that's happened to me in a long time, and, to me, sounds like it could be a zany scene in a movie or something. DESPITE ALL MY WHINING ABOUT FAMILY REUNIONS, I REALLY DO LOOK FORWARD TO SEEING THE WEIRD STUFF THAT ALWAYS MANAGES TO HAPPEN WHEN WE HAVE THEM
THEY PROBABLY JUST LIKED US BECAUSE WE WERE A BIG GROUP OR SOMETHING
it's ~*~*~*~wet~*~*~*~*~
UGH I KNOWWWW
it's not like i expect people to pick up on every sarcastic thing i say but oh my god can they at least pick up on some of them
is it because i'm young, is that why people think i need their advice every time i so much as take a piss
BECAUSE IT'S EXPOSING EVERYONE'S INNOCENT BABBIES TO THE HORRORS OF GENDER CONFUSION
IF YOU'RE "QUESTIONING" THEN WELL THAT'S GOOD ENOUGH FOR THEM, THEY'LL GETCHA!!!!!