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Not going to let today get me down. I don't really /believe/ in Thanksgiving, anyway. What we did to HAVE this holiday was no less than pure evil. So to truly celebrate, we should find an Indian reservation and freakin' apologize. Then, send all the people I don't like and those who can't drive back to Anglund on the mothership. I can appreciate other people's need to celebrate. I hope the very same can respect /me/ for not. All holidays have lost meaning, and that's sad. We celebrate for all the wrong reasons; and /that/ I'll never participate in.

I also owe lefthand_path huge apologies for last night. I shouldn't have talked to ya in that state of mind, at least not on the phone. I also shouldn't burden you with my crap, which I've been doing lately. I'm going to make a conscious effort to NOT be this problem for you :) If I start, slap me. Or something.

And I owe a big, huge thanks to summercamp for being someone *I* want to be when I grow up, and a true friend who can just /feel/ when I need him to simply be there.

No. Not going to make my Back To Anglund list here, as it could cause some legal problems :)

I do, however, have things I'm still thankful for, despite today (or perhaps because of it):

1. I have real, native-American friends who don't hold that against me.
2. I have a couple of online friends who I truly love more dearly than real life friends, and who /are/ better friends than some real-life friends could ever be, because their intentions are only to be my friend. That's something.
3. I have real-life friends who have found me after all this time, and are keeping in touch.
4. I have the most wonderful child on the planet; even if I want to chop her off at the knees right now.
5. I have a handful of friends who would literally kill or die for me; all I'd have to do is say the word.
6. I did receive invites for today, as some were sensitive to my situation. I'm not going, but I'm thankful that they thought of me.
7. I'm thankful that my pancreas is still intact. lol
8. I'm thankful I'm in bed, in my pajamas, and NOT fighting with my siblings.
9. I have pop-tarts, Dayquil (need Nyquil) and Sprite. What else /is/ there?
10. I have a phone. I know it works both ways.

And that's that. :> NO WAIT! I'm VERY thankful for that one Nutty Bar duo that I found in my fridge :D Yum.


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Nov. 22nd, 2007 10:53 am (UTC)
"9. I have pop-tarts, Dayquil (need Nyquil) and Sprite. What else /is/ there?"

Turkey, stuffing, homemade mashed potatoes and gravy, cranberry sauce, glazed baby carrots, spinach artichoke dip, pumpkin pie, apple pie, pecan pie and lots of cool whip and vanilla ice cream!
Nov. 22nd, 2007 11:01 am (UTC)
OOooooooooooooooo you are evillllllllll!!!!!!!!


(If you have any leftover pecan pie, um, I'd drive 100 miles for it...lol.)

Nov. 22nd, 2007 11:39 am (UTC)
Oh, and deviled eggs! We're eating at 1:00 :P


I just put my turkey in the oven, or rather Ed did. Now I'm off to peel potatoes and stuff. Call me if you change your mind :)
Nov. 22nd, 2007 12:30 pm (UTC)
Mayo! Ewwwww!! Mayo and feet are in the same category. lolol :)

I'd love to, but I'm too comfy and have accepted my fate for today. :D I'd love the food, but am not in a "people-populated" kinda mood, you know?
Nov. 22nd, 2007 12:47 pm (UTC)
1. I have real, native-American friends who don't hold that against me. Itsn't that a lovely thing. My friend [Bad username: radioactiveart"], who is a truly wonderful guy; is native american and it breaks my heart to see him struggle with this holiday every year.

But what is truly special about him is that as much as the original actions of our founding fathers pain him, he recognizes that most of the rest of us celebrate it as a day for family and loved ones, and he wishes us well in that spirit.
Nov. 22nd, 2007 01:01 pm (UTC)
[Bad username: radioactiveheart]? He shall be in my prayers today :) He does sound like a wonderful guy.

My feelings about today are mixed, and with this year's loss of both parents, I feel a bit disjointed, or...well, alone. I was adopted and think the nature in my unhappiness (or why it's so strong) lies in there somewhere. Losing them was hard; knowing I'll never have a real "holiday" again is painful, even if I /do/ show disdain for a few (because of commercialization...ugh).

Happy thanksgiving to you and your family! I hope you have a great day, and eat some pumpkin or pecan pie por moi :D
Nov. 22nd, 2007 01:01 pm (UTC)
Hrm...what is his username?:D
Nov. 22nd, 2007 02:55 pm (UTC)

I have fat fingers. ;p
Nov. 22nd, 2007 03:06 pm (UTC)
Aye okay. I thought you'd pulled a "me" by typing "uesr" instead of "user". LOL :D

Yay for great spelars.
Nov. 22nd, 2007 01:39 pm (UTC)
I am very thankful to have you as a friend. I'm sending you hugs and positivity today.

I had a question. I usually read quite thoroughly, but how can one buy one of the journals? Do you have an online site?

Re: Thanksgiving! I could not agree more with you about Thanksgiving. It's a rather morbid and ugly holiday, in my opinion. The horrors that we did to Native Americans. )-: And, being vegetarian, I decline invites so as to not wail in disgust as the whole turkey corpse on a table. hahaha

Hope yours ends up being fun and festive!
Nov. 22nd, 2007 01:42 pm (UTC)
That's so sweet!! I know that you know I'm thankful to have all of yous (or your names) on my list. You never leave me behind when changing nom de plumes, and for that, I'm appreciative :)

EWwwwwww re: turkey corpse! lol :) Kelsey /thinks/ she's a vegetarian, too.

I sell them right here (the journals). If you've seen /any/ art (photos) that you like from the links I've provided, let me know. I do also have new photos I've taken recently, and will be happy to accomodate you with. If you e-mail or IM me, we can discuss your options further. They're for a great cause, make GREAT gifts, and are cheap. lol :D All photos are original art.

Just e-mail or IM. If you want more than one, I'll work with ya on that, too.

Nov. 24th, 2007 04:35 am (UTC)
hi there
This is the only journal i use now. I came back to it. Sorry for all the switches! haha Aside from this, the only journal I use is sparrowreport.com!

I'd love to get a photo journal. I shall email you asap!

TTYS (-:
Nov. 24th, 2007 06:13 am (UTC)
Re: hi there
I'm waiting on ya! Did you look a my scrapbook under the journals sub=category? Those are older, but still, I have TONS of new pictures and am about to take more. Just let me know what ya want.

They do make good little presents :)
Nov. 22nd, 2007 01:43 pm (UTC)
P.S. -- I was assuming you meant Kelsey's endeavor, re: photo journals, and not /mine/. LOL :) I do have mine in PDF, but it's SO HUGE that my computer won't print out one month, much less the whole thing :D
Nov. 22nd, 2007 02:13 pm (UTC)
Awww, group hug and kumbyah for everyone!

Frankly, I'd rather be staying home today like you are and avoiding family drama... I guess the grass is always greener...
Nov. 22nd, 2007 02:21 pm (UTC)
This /is/ my preference, as well. I just miss the phone call from my parents, and Kelsey =/

Thank you so much for last night. You really helped me get a little sleep, and I owe ya a big one. Or several.
Nov. 22nd, 2007 06:46 pm (UTC)
i'm not dreaming this entry, right?

you know, its a perfect day to just get in the bed, put a movie in the dvd playing device of your choice, and drift off to sleep...

let me know what happens with your writing project, and maybe you should print out a copy and put it in your photo box and take a picture of it. and then take a picture of that picture in your picture box.
Nov. 22nd, 2007 06:52 pm (UTC)
I came up with this GREAT IDEA when we hung up. Imma take a picture of my foot up your anus in the box with a picture of my foot in your anus, and then, put the picture in the box, and take a picture of those pictures...AW HELL, I'LL JUST REPLICATE IT IN PSP. Ta hell with all this picher takin. Heh.


You sreep.
Nov. 23rd, 2007 02:51 am (UTC)
Ah, the American dilemma. I like essayist/history buff Sarah Vowell's take on it -- She has Cherokee ancestors, and once took a long road trip following the route of the Trail of Tears. From an essay broadcast on the radio show This American Life and included in her book Take the Cannoli:

"... it's striking how the two American tendencies exist side by side: to remember our past, and to completely ignore it and have fun. Look at how we treat all our national holidays -- don't we mourn the dead on Memorial Day with volleyball and sunscreen? Don't We the People commemorate the 4th of July by setting meat and bottle rockets on fire? Which makes a lot of sense when you remember that a phrase as weird and whimsical as "the pursuit of happiness" sits right there in the second sentence of the founding document of the country.

"The most happiness I find on the trip is when we're in the car and I can blare the Chuck Berry tape I brought. We drive the trail where thousands died and I listen to the music and think, 'What are we supposed to do with the grisly past?' I feel a righteous anger and bitterness about every historical fact of what the American nation did to the Cherokee, but at the same time I'm an entirely American creature, I'm in love with this song and the country that gave birth to it.

"Listening to Back in the U.S.A. while driving the Trail of Tears, I turn it over and over in my head: 'It's a good country. It's a bad country. Good country. Bad country.' And of course it's both.

"When I think about my relationship with America, I feel like a battered wife -- yeah, he knocks me around a lot, but boy, he sure can dance..."

Sorry about your loss, that's never easy, even for those of us who are emotionless robots...
Nov. 23rd, 2007 01:13 pm (UTC)
That sums how I feel up nicely. My mother was 1/4th Cherokee. Then again, I was adopted, so all these emotions are clammouring for my attention these days.
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