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12-27-04
Well that was a rough Christmas. Boy did I end up cranky.

I yelled at my poor kids. It was me with the increasing load of Solstice with not enough sleep + Christmas Eve at Chris's with too much unspoken pain + Christmas Eve at Jenny & Johno's with too much leaving too soon + Christmas morning at Chris's with still too much unspoken pain, slightly spoken + Christmas at GGpa & GGma McKie's with also too much leaving too soon + Christmas at GGpa & GGma Lord's with not enough leaving soon enough + Christmas at Chris's with for God sake still too much unspoken pain and also way too much not-lunchtime-yet + Christmas at Serena's with Serena & Barbara with too much Meg gets to unload her carried stress onto her family and I get to keep carrying mine plus the new stress of Meg's unloading + the day after Christmas at Serena's with too much Elliot yelling at me and Sebastian yelling at me while Meg and her mom and sister reconnect after Meg's unloading = TOO MUCH FREAKING STRESS. So when we got back to our house, I yelled at my poor kids.

I feel like crap.

Next year, no Christmas, no Solstice. Next year, I celebrate National I have a day off from work so I'm'a play vidjagames Day. Nobody's invited.

Yeah, right. We'll see how well that flies.

On 12-27-04, Meguey wrote:

Oh my dear love, how sucky for you. Ok, next year we can stay home. He's right, especially about leaving Jenny & Jono's, 'cause I hadn't seen them in 5 years. And looking over that list, it's got way too much Christmas in it anyway.

On 12-27-04, ScottM wrote:

It's very hard; I know my cousin was in tears because she had to split her holiday [Christmas Eve/morning with her inlaws, evening with her family]; I can't imagine the stress of doing that times 3.

I hope a quiet 26th (and hopefully slow week between then and New Years) gets you back to an even keel. [And I'd consider inviting Meg and the kids to join you for vidjagames, though Seb's beating you might prove stressful. ;)]

On 12-27-04, Vincent wrote:

Frickin' Seb.

Kidding. He and Elliot clamor for me to play. I scored (big score, I know) a SNES emulator for my PC from my little brother; I'm playing Donkey Kong Country and Super Mario All-Stars. I remember them from of old! Super Mario Brothers is still in my fingers from like 1988, I'm playing along and I'm like, "why am I speeding up here?" and then I'm like "oh yeah, that's why! I remember that jump." And I'm like, "why did I do that little hop just now?" and then I'm like, "oh yeah, that's why! To get myself out of synch with the spinning firey things!"

I used to play straight through that game holding down the B-button to run fast, not stopping for coins or nothin', it took about fifteen minutes start to end. My fingers still want to play it that way.

"What a waste of nervous system," J said. I hope that I have more recent skills built on top of the neural pathways Mario burned, otherwise he's too right!

Ah, geeking about vintage video games. It does my soul good.

On 12-27-04, Vincent wrote:

Oh, I left out where I was going about Seb and Elliot. They perch on a chair next to mine, shouting out helpful advice and demanding that I make sound effects. Donkey Kong and the little monkey I'm calling Dinky Kong on account of I don't recall his real name but anyhow they have this whole running commentary schtick they do. I do a high fast voice for the monkey and a deep Tom Waits-y voice for Donkey Kong and they call each other names and make snide remarks when the other's leading. Seb and Elliot squeal and fall out of their chair.

On 12-27-04, Meguey wrote:

It's a hoot, I must say. Except for when someone accidentally leans on Vincent's hair in the excitment, then it's suddenly the land of "Hey! Get off my hair!!!"