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petroniaIt's the first Christmas in about 15 years that my family has had to do anything other than wrestle with giftwrap and show up for the party - meaning essentially that it's the first Christmas that we've had to do anything for ourselves, ever, including food. I thought it was going to be awful: the reason that I'm so annoyingly enthusiastic about Christmas et al is because I have the least holiday-conscious family of all time. It used to be we didn't even do Chinese New Year's. Without some sort of outside impetus we (and I'm included in this) are perfectly capable of relegating Christmas to the status of a "normal" four-day weekend, and spend it horizontal on the couch reading Mirage of Blaze. ...Okay, so I did spend most of yesterday and today horizontal on the couch reading Mirage of Blaze*. But I whined so much last night that my mother sailed out today and purchased a lot of Chinese ready-made, Peking duck and sticky rice things and whatnot, and we made one of those Chinese soups with ingredients like roast pig feet and bamboo fungi. There's Mirabelle pear sorbet left over from my mother's birthday a week ago, and I bought enough limonata and raspberry spritzer on Thursday evening to cover enough vodka drinks for a happy-buzz**. And chestnuts! Let's not forget chestnuts. Boiled, because this entire week has been nonstop exploding chestnut drama at home apparently. That's really all it takes, isn't it? Food, drink, family. Jimmy Eat World's cover of "Last Christmas" on repeat, because the universe hiccupped and it turns out I like it better than Wham's (TRAITOR!!)***. A Merry Christmas to you too, flist! Here's hoping I do something about those cards before January!
* I seriously considered doing a summary of Frozen Wings aka Mirage of Blaze 5.5.2 aka the Mirage of Blaze Christmas-story-plus-after-school-special i.e. "Kids, don't hang around with peers who do drugs, especially if they are liable to use syringes in a creepily violating penetration-metaphor sort of way, or you too may end up spending Christmas Eve in jail on a trafficking charge!" ...But I'm not as evil as Kuwabara, and far lazier.
** And quite a nice buzz it is, evidently.
*** Due to it being sped-up. I realised this week that one of the reasons I like "Last Christmas" so much is because I've never been able to conceive of it as other than m/m. Does anyone else do that - spontaneously construct stories around songs? There's a Pizzicato Five song called "Room Service" which is a conversation between a young woman and her doctor, who asks her what she plans to do for her vacation. She lists all the things she doesn't feel like doing, and concludes that all she wants is to lie in her hotel room bed and sleep the day away. The doctor tries to get her to go for a drive with him, to no avail. ...It's a cute perky little cha-cha-cha sort of number, but for some strange reason I've always pictured the doctor as Muraki-sensei out of Yami no Matsuei, and that he's really planning to kill the girl and dump her body in a ditch somewhere. A Hitchcockian drama. Perhaps she escapes the danger and doesn't even know it; perhaps she doesn't.
"Last Christmas", meanwhile, is more like one of those BeBoy yomikiri with a structure about as free as that of a sonnet. XD I've never really believed the protagonist actually found some other "special someone". Do you? 嘘つきしかないんでしょう。 If I don't think it's convincing I dare say his seme doesn't either.
* I seriously considered doing a summary of Frozen Wings aka Mirage of Blaze 5.5.2 aka the Mirage of Blaze Christmas-story-plus-after-school-special i.e. "Kids, don't hang around with peers who do drugs, especially if they are liable to use syringes in a creepily violating penetration-metaphor sort of way, or you too may end up spending Christmas Eve in jail on a trafficking charge!" ...But I'm not as evil as Kuwabara, and far lazier.
** And quite a nice buzz it is, evidently.
*** Due to it being sped-up. I realised this week that one of the reasons I like "Last Christmas" so much is because I've never been able to conceive of it as other than m/m. Does anyone else do that - spontaneously construct stories around songs? There's a Pizzicato Five song called "Room Service" which is a conversation between a young woman and her doctor, who asks her what she plans to do for her vacation. She lists all the things she doesn't feel like doing, and concludes that all she wants is to lie in her hotel room bed and sleep the day away. The doctor tries to get her to go for a drive with him, to no avail. ...It's a cute perky little cha-cha-cha sort of number, but for some strange reason I've always pictured the doctor as Muraki-sensei out of Yami no Matsuei, and that he's really planning to kill the girl and dump her body in a ditch somewhere. A Hitchcockian drama. Perhaps she escapes the danger and doesn't even know it; perhaps she doesn't.
"Last Christmas", meanwhile, is more like one of those BeBoy yomikiri with a structure about as free as that of a sonnet. XD I've never really believed the protagonist actually found some other "special someone". Do you? 嘘つきしかないんでしょう。 If I don't think it's convincing I dare say his seme doesn't either.
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Date: 2004-12-26 01:24 am (UTC)(Will I see you at work next week? I'm coming it from Tuesday to Thursday.)
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Date: 2004-12-26 01:26 am (UTC)Merry Christmas to you too!
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Date: 2004-12-26 01:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-26 02:08 am (UTC)genius.
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