Today was see dad and compact three months' worth of visits into eight hours. It was good. I can't believe how many people were out shopping today. The island is bad enough as it is... it was downright scary today. The exit to the Roosevelt Field Mall was backed up so far... I was very happy that I had no urge whatsoever to go in for that sort of thing. Blarghing Christmas commercialism. Can't we just give people gifts when we find things they'd like? I know I've been holding on to something for Jenna for five months now, and if not for Christmas I'd have just given it to her when I felt like it. *rolls eyes*

I appreciate on some level holidays like Thanksgiving and Christmas because they bring families together... But! It would be much preferable if we simply chose to be together on occasion and were just naturally loving people, rather than needing someone to *remind* us. I tell my friends I love them without worrying about time of year. *Shrug*

Anyhow. So today I succumbed to commercialism, but in a subversive way by totally avoiding typical shopping places like malls and such, but going to a used book store buying $35 worth of used books. I couldn't help it! They had Alan Watts! And Simone de Beauvoire in the original French! Damn, but I'm pathetic. I'm just an enormous geek and getting worse. But I'm finding that I really fit into a subversive non-mainstream subculture well. I made another purchase today--six dice for gaming. I was walking around with them in my hand, my trench coat streaming behind me a bit, my dagger necklace clearly showing, my Doc Martens in evidence and singing while crossing the parking lot.... I don't know.... I feel like it's almost pathetic to fit into a stereotype that way. I'm not mainstream, but I think I might be mainstream for the outcasts. That's just weird.

Lately I feel like I'm so dorky, but I fit in with all the other dorks perfectly. I'm not supposed to fit in. I do online. I'm wondering if it's bad for me. :P But I still get plenty of funny looks on campus from time to time, so it must be okay.

Tomorrow is work with mom in Bayside to clean up the apartments day. Um. Yay? *Sigh* I've done this sort of stuff forever, and it's good for me because I learn about stuff this way, but I don't think I'll ever say, "oh, I'm so happy to go help mom clean up after tenants!" I hate cleaning bathtubs, and triply so if they're other peoples'. I think tomorrow's going to be rather a bit of cooperative heavy lifting as well. Blergh.

Sunday at eight thirty I get on the bus back to Fredonia. Get me there faster, darn it.
posted by Unknown at 9:04 PM