midnight tobogganing

I’m tired and uninspired watching a rerun of a second-rate episode of the Daily Show (now the Colbert Report). The [winter solstice holiday of your choice] season is upon us, which means that there’s no watchable programming, only crass, saccharine seasonal specials. Not that I’m a big telly watcher, but I like my Corrie and (usually) my Daily Show. I’m feeling rather ambivalent in general towards the whole thing, I suppose I’m looking forward to it but am entirely uninspired to participate in the commercial end of it, as Jason said, basically buying your family and loved ones’ affection. I don’t have the money or the inclination. Don’t get me wrong, there’s nothing wrong with the occasional extravagant gift if it is given freely and gladly, but spending vast amounts of money you don’t have because you don’t want to look ‘cheap’ to people who love you is just stupid. I’m going to try and keep the gifts I give this year thoughtful and handmade whenever possible. I know, I say that every year, but this year I mean it.

Hung out with Julien at Laïka this afternoon where we ran into Dave and Michael among others, and many interesting conversations ensued. About hustle and flow and web 2.0. I had fun and worked a bit more on figuring out something to do that’s not soul-sucking. I feel like all I know is the office but realise that’s not at all true when I stop and force myself to list everything else that I’ve done.