Forgiveness, and male bashing
Dec. 22nd, 2003 03:52 pmWhat a combination, yeah?
So, I think I officially hate Sundays. It's on those days that I get personal revelations, and find myself hard-pressed to hold onto any grudges. Don't get me wrong, I can hold a grudge like nobody. I never forget anything. I don't trust many people. But those that are close to me, I find it hard to hold them accountable. Anyway, I gave my Dad a Christmas present (wrapped in a great big box). I even gave him a care package with snacks and hot cocoa. I felt really good about it, knowing he was pleased that his daughter thought of him during the Holidays. I still find myself wondering how he would react if he knew that I know about what he's been saying about me to his friends. But the way I figure it, he doesn't know me. He probably never will. In that respect, I find it hard to hold a grudge against someone so clueless. That makes sense in the way that doesn't.
In other news, my Mom sent me another male-bashing joke. Hiliarious commentary regarding what gender our computers are, as determined by a group of students in a French class.
( The story... )
Hee. Gotta love my mom.
So, I think I officially hate Sundays. It's on those days that I get personal revelations, and find myself hard-pressed to hold onto any grudges. Don't get me wrong, I can hold a grudge like nobody. I never forget anything. I don't trust many people. But those that are close to me, I find it hard to hold them accountable. Anyway, I gave my Dad a Christmas present (wrapped in a great big box). I even gave him a care package with snacks and hot cocoa. I felt really good about it, knowing he was pleased that his daughter thought of him during the Holidays. I still find myself wondering how he would react if he knew that I know about what he's been saying about me to his friends. But the way I figure it, he doesn't know me. He probably never will. In that respect, I find it hard to hold a grudge against someone so clueless. That makes sense in the way that doesn't.
In other news, my Mom sent me another male-bashing joke. Hiliarious commentary regarding what gender our computers are, as determined by a group of students in a French class.
( The story... )
Hee. Gotta love my mom.