Christmas?
What would you do if your whole house was filled with happy people and you're the only sullen person? It doesn't help much that that day was Christmas, and everyone is basking in the joyfulness of this annual affair.
Also, you are a very considerate person and would choose not to spread the sulkiness if possible. So the plan is to just avoid everyone, hide in your own room, and squat in some dark corner of it just to show that you are emotional.
But what if your own room is taken up by the intent partyers? Or children, for that matter. What would you do?
That's what I was faced with a few hours back. I just woke up, I had to brush my teeth and get ready to invite the guests in and all that ridiculous stuff. Why can't the host sleep late, walk out in pyjamas and be damn smelly? That would rule.
That would be named after me--the Alastair Protocol. Sleep in late, wake up in pyjamas or nothing at all, and then invite the guests in with bated/bad breath, and then eat without brushing teeth, and so on.
I was having such a good sleep, and it was ruined, just because I had to brush my teeth. The bathroom needs to be used to bathe.
Who the hell bathes early in the morning anyway?
You know what's morning dew? Yes, that's the one you find on leaves in the early morning. That'd be present before sunrise.
You know humans have leaves too? Yes, that's the more classy name for leg hair.
So why wash away your morning dew?
Why waste it? Morning dew might be used by the most stupid of chefs in the olden days to prepare good food. Why are they so stupid? They can wake up and just brush off the water from their leg hair, it's that simple.
Or maybe they are hairless. Shan't fault them for that.
Never mind. This pisses me off so much.
So after I was forcefully roused from my bed, I went for the senseless act of brushing teeth.
Yawns.
Here comes the best part. I stank, and I'm not exactly a pocket-sized human. So the surface area provided for the diffusion of my morning dew is quite big. I'm quite surprised the invited family members didn't leave earlier for fear of nose-spoilage.
And my room was taken, I wasn't in a party mood, I didn't know what to do.
So much for a Christmas Day. The orbit of the Earth served only to make my life even more miserable than it is already.
And the worst thing is that the d'hide stuff isn't coming in. I can't sell my sets like this. Someone must have kouped the iFea from me, dammit. But never mind. Imitation is the highest form of flattery.
I win. And I would win some more.
Why? Because I'm a genius.
By the way I'm blogging only because I'm stuck at the Grand Exchange and can't do anything else.
And I uploaded our ASM's videos on youtube le. check out my links there, got one linking to my own youtube account. Enjoy.
-- 12/26/2007 12:38:00 AM
