I am thankful that we were able to come across the ocean, settle here, infect and kill 99% of the indigenous population with our diseases, all to celebrate our survival and their demise with a burned bird and some stuffing. Happy thanksgiving everyone!
Sorry to be such a cynic, but it’s true, you know. Also, I had a run in with the fam just a little bit ago, which I talked about on my LJ, and will cross post some of it here. Here’s how it went down:
I just called my parents. I haven’t spoken to them since early September (that was the last time I called). Got a guilt trip for not being there, and not calling. Stated that they could call as well; got excuses (surprise!) as to why they don’t (which incidentally, all have something to do with me). Got more guilt about nephew that I have never seen (ahem, they have yet to send me a single picture of him), and was told that he would be in college by the next time I came (which, we are going up there for Christmas, and I informed my mother that I would bring him a “congratulations for being the first toddler to ever graduate high school” card). More guilt from dad, who thinks buying a hot tub is akin to paying for your heating and air to be repaired.
Now I sit here, rubbing my head asking myself this question: why do I do this to myself? Why do I give a shit about people that show me over and over and over that they couldn’t care less about me? Seriously? I am thinking about not going up there for Christmas really hard right now. It isn’t going to be worth whatever amount of money they will give me (which will be very little, because, you know, they had to buy that hot tub).
I’m just going to getting drunk. Happy fucking Thanksgiving everyone! Jolly times, as long as their beer and wine!
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