The Importance of Being Idle

One More Gaming Day To Christmas

Well, we're nearly there now. In a fit of the kind of Christmas spirit I seem to have inherited from my Mum, the general public really pissed me off today. God knows what the matter with them all is, I mean it's ONE DAY! That's all, it's not the end of shopping as we know it, just one day (maybe two) where the shops are closed. On top of that you've also got the remedial shoppers out, the ones who don't know what they want, where to get it, why they'd want it or where they are, and who just seem to vibrate in place like a concussed bee.
On the other hand, we went and did our few bits and pieces early, so we our time with them was brief, and throughout it all Ronnie remained flawlessly polite to people I would happily have left as mangled corpses. She's a special girl that one, I tell you. It's funny because I wouldn't normally suggest I was an impatient person, but I suppose what gets to me is almost the reverse: that everyone else is being patient and considerate, and then there are some people (like one fucker in Morrisons who tried to barge me over with his trolley) who just seem to think that they get to go first for no particular reason. So I suppose what I'm saying is that it's not the increased number of people who annoy me, but the increased number of self-centred people who never learned to co-operate. Bah, and indeed humbug.
The afternoon was spent footling about and watching Ronnie make herself a special Christmas CD out of all the Christmas songs I've been collecting and then forgetting about for the past month.
This evening I've had dinner, washed up, played with Archie, and I'm now completely failing to watch a documentary I've been excited about for several years, which is very foolish of me.
Speaking of Archie, as I was in passing, he went out into the front garden this afternoon. Not intentionally you understand, but he snuck out when we were unloading the shopping, and as we were both out there we let him have a bit of an explore. Fat Black & White Cat was sitting on the grass, and I think Archie was interested in getting to know him (or her) but whenever he tried to approach her (or him) she just miaowed at him and he slunk away and examined the stones. Then he got fed up, came back inside and stood looking very angrily at FB&W cat from the windowsil. He can be strange, that cat.

posted by BadMonkey @ 10:05 PM