| | As previously mentioned, I can't go home for Christmas this year. I don't have the money to buy a plane ticket thanks to the onset of student-loan repayment and me splurging on a nice gift for my parents this year to accompany the sweet TV that now rests above their fireplace. I also don't have the vacation time--the plant is closed until 2 Jan 2009, but I still have to be there to do, well, completely uninteresting things. I have the rest of this week off, and as great as that initially sounds, the combination of being effectively snowed in until Friday when it warms up again, and not really having anyone to hang out with makes the time off pretty depressing. I don't know how or when it happened, but I'm suddenly one of those people who's miserable, but slightly less miserable when he's working.
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What the fuck is wrong with me?
Don't get me wrong, I get to spend Christmas Eve with these folks from work. One of them's Howie, my aforementioned partner in the drunken ruination of people's lives, and the other two are his mom, Pat, and step-dad, Denny, both of whom work at the plant as well. I'm pretty thankful for this But Christmas Day...well, shit, Christmas Day. I'm gonna make the most of it. How, you ask? Well, for starters, I'm not putting on pants for at least a day. I'm also going to massacre some zombies in Left 4 Dead on my xbox. That's about the extent of my plans. I'm going to do absolutely nothing and it'll be everything I think it can be.
Like I said, I'm effectively snowed in. This city is tragically inept at dealing with snow. In a normal year, they/we only get 2-8" of snow, and most of it melts off pretty quickly. Over the weekend, we got over a foot of snow--with 6 more inches expected tonight. I haven't been able to get my truck out of the parking lot since I parked it there Friday night. I hadn't--and still haven't--gone to the store to get food. I had soup, oatmeal and beer in my fridge. I've been walking down to the 7-11 around the corner to get sustinence, which usually includes a few roller dogs along with whatever else looks tasty. What a terrible choice. My body hates me.
Well, that's enough depressing for one day.
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| | Posted 12/23/2008 10:32 PM - 75 Views - 8 eProps - 5 comments
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wtf??