I thought it was bad enough that the McDonald's downtown started playing Christmas music about two days ago. I figured I'd just boycott the place -- no big hardship.

I thought it was bad enough that the Bay had out its Christmas decorations for sale, mid-October.

I thought it was bad enough that the Bay began decorating its stores for Christmas about a week before Hallowe'en.

I thought it was bad enough that I've already started hearing Christmas commercials and holiday greetings from companies on the radio and television.

But then... today... at twenty to seven in the morning... as I stood on the street corner, waiting for the light to change so I could cross the street, I heard Christmas carols blaring from somewhere.

(Even as I write this, I'm listening to a commercial for "A Royal Christmas", replete with Christmas music, for a production airing a month from now).

Anyhow, thinking perhaps that the McDonalds music was carrying, I looked around. The music seemed too loud to be from that far up the street, and sure enough, a few feet above my head, was a speaker tied to a lampost, merrily broadcasting Christmas music -- "Walking in a Winter Wonderland", if I recall correctly -- for all the morning commuters to hear.

I'd like you all to take a moment and look at the date stamp at the top of this post. Or perhaps your watch, if your watch displays the date. Or a calendar, newspaper, or friend/coworker who might happen to be nearby.


We don't even have fucking


on the ground yet. Hell, we've only had it forecasted once, and it didn't hang around.

Is there perhaps something wrong with this picture?!

Fuck. It makes me so tempted to boycott Christmas, if I could get away with it. If it were just about the family, the goodwill and the gift-giving, I'd be cool with it. I like picking out gifts for people and giving them. I like getting gifts, I'll admit it. But I hate the commercialization, I hate the push to buy buy buy, I hate the music in fucking November.


I'm done with the rantage. Today's a relatively easy day; I'm monitoring a radio program, so that takes me from 9 a.m. until noon; then it's lunch and some other stuff. Whatever comes up. *shrug* This evening I'm going to try to go out, but I'm not sure how eager I am to go if no one else is going. :P Of course, I could try out this new "go to a bar and get picked up" theory that I have going on, but we'll see. ;)

I've been somewhat neglecting NaNoWriMo, too. Of course I am, right? Well, the plan at this point is to try to do some writing tonight, and barring that, tomorrow afternoon. Then in the evening is off to Glorg, Shawnothan and Jacobina's place in order to do writing-related things. Or something. I'm also going to make a point of going to the gym tomorrow to do a class, whether it's in the morning or the afternoon. If I don't get in for a class, then it'll just be me working the machines and weights on my own. *flex* I am buff... okay, maybe not, but I'm working on it.

I had thoughts this morning about how I feel like no one really wants to be close to me. I was reading an old email from an ex- yesterday that I found in my "save" folder of my email account, and it was really nice that someone felt that way about me, or would say that they felt that way about me... but it's pretty sad that that changed so quickly, or never really was true to begin with; maybe it was just something that was said because it seemed I wanted to hear it, or it's the right thing to hear? It wasn't really *depressing*, in a sense, but it didn't really help my nostalgia, I guess. I don't know, made me kinda miss what I can't have. But... well, such is my relationship life, it seems. :)

Anyhow, time for a bathroom run and back to the radio monitoring, plus more writing.

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