Gibberings CXLVII: Best ROA for Berocca?

[Uncle Robert]

This is what marriage does to people (or is it office parties / "Uncle" Robert?)

 

[knock]

^

I wasn't thinking about our impending doom when I posted "Father" Christmas.

I've had one Christmas alone, 2008 (I think it was) alone in the house in Peckham. Mates had gone to their respective mothers. I'd been ill with flu or something so that was my excuse for not travelling. Was great to just relax and watch films. Think I just sipped at a bottle of wine and had a clear-headed Boxing Day, no new unwanted t-shirts/hats* to take space in the drawers. It being a guilty pleasure just iced the Christmas-less cake :D "I'm sorry I can't be there, I miss you all" yeah right!

* I got a beanie hat with shit built-in speakers one recent year, and I have a pile of T-shirts with shit designs and scratchy inners I never wear t-shirts with pictures on, so why does my cousin buy me one almost every christmas? She's never seen me wear any of her offerings, surely you'd notice? And I've told her, no presents thanks!

 

[Mental Kenny]

 

[Sammy G]

It's definitely refreshing, even if you've done it every year for years, like me. Through choice; I've turned down people's guilt-ridden last-minute invitations enough times; can you imagine me descending on your house for Christmas? It'd be like the Grim Fucking Reaper turned up.

The closest I got to a sociable Christmas was about four years ago at the lousiest house party with a bunch of other losers who had no other commitments (my friends at the time). The girl whose house it was invited some tramp in, and several phones went missing, including mine.

The very best one in recent memory was spent looking after a cat and watching shite TV at my then-girlfriend's place. Peace, quiet and a break from my hovel all at once. Cats just don't give a fuck.

I'm going to escape Christendom one year and go somewhere where they worship a wog god, but the fucking thing's so pervasive that you can run from Christ but you can't run from Christmas.

 

[Mental Kenny]

^Excellent post

Used to have a few christmas on my own as a student, was easy as I was away from home, the past few years, apart from 2011, I've been finding it hard to avoid family or concerned friends who don't want you to spend christmas day alone, as if lunch with a bunch of idiots chatting shit over wine is in any way preferable to being alone.

 

[Sammy G]

Yeah, I find it hard to explain even to my limited family what my take is on it.

They think just because you're a miserable bastard, you're going to be more miserable about spending Christmas alone. When really the thing that makes you more miserable than ever is being forced to take part. It's frustrating, because you don't want to come across as difficult, but you want no part of the bullshit that just makes you feel more anxious and cynical.

Although a few days of getting drunk, losing track of time and hibernating is always welcome.

 

[brimz]

Fuk me i was gone yesyerday , still a bit fuked atm see i made a post

twated

yeah i was can't even remember going to bed that was amzing gear .

 

[Bearlove]

Were early at discussion how much we hate Christmas this year :D. Normally just another day for us, we don't really celebrate it (don't do gifts, tree, decorations etc) - I usually cook a Christmas dinner but that's as far as it goes really.

What I hate about it (especially in the UK) is the Christmas music being played everywhere and people buying shit loads of rubbish, getting into debt on gifts.

 

[masaz]

Christmas is alright here, though wouldn't mind spending one on my own. Was debating it this year cos I wanna go see Hull v Man Utd on Boxing Day and can't be fucked travelling after inevitably drinking on Christmas day, but probably won't in the end. Best Christmas I had was a couple years ago, maybe 2008; was the first time we had a proper family Christmas with all of my Mum's lot there. All went to my uncle's for dinner, got stupid drunk, and when we got home I remembered I had some mushrooms left over from that Autumn so ate the rest of those, and spent the remainder of the day prancing round in the snow in the back garden in my boxers and hugging everyone enthusiastically (even my sister )

Just in from a wander round town. Forgot how interesting the shops are here when you don't actually live in the place. And of course got back to my Mum going 'where the fuck were you? I had to go out at 12'. I told her I was going into town and asked if she needed the car at any point before I left, in fact the only reason I came back as early as I did was because I had an inkling she actually DID need to go out at some point cos the stupid fat horse has crippled itself and now needs feeding three times a day.

 

[Bearlove]

The fat horse - are you talking about a horse or your mum? Could not handle mushrooms and family though - It would kill me. MDMA at grandparents was a laugh, sitting engrossed listening to their old stories when rubbing your legs and sweating etc :D

 

[Bearlove]

@ Brimz - how did your mum get on at Hospital? Hope everything went as well.

 

[Bodda]

been there, the most memorable being when my friend received his brand new, very expensive (for a sixteen year old) aprilla race replica 50cc motorbike, they were the fastest of that engine size you could buy, generally equivalent to an old 125. anyway, on the night he got it, he brought it to our local trading estate to rip.round, and after much badgering - eventually agreed to let me have a go. i had a blast around, round the corner from where everyone was. then just before i was going to take it back, i decided to see what i could get out of it. so i found the biggest straight i could, and gunned it. as i was approaching the braking point, the bike went over a bump and the wheel locked up - i was heading slap bang towards a factory wall at at least 25mph (wasn't looking at the speedo, strangely enough) and I mean CLOSE, 20ft away and unable to think clearly to stop. to the right of where i was headed, maybe ten feet, was a huge metal skip, at right angles to the wall - suddenly, everything slowed down, i saw all the resulting crap that would occur from writing off his brand new bike, the thousands of pounds i would owe, the hospital food.. etc

as the wall came closer, time slowed further and totally instinctively i squeezed the front brake, the bikes back wheel pivoted round a perfect 90° clockwise, i mean PERFECT, then jumped forward and stalled a couple feet from the big skip


i sat in absolute shock for a minute, trying to understand how i wasn't dead (no helmet or owt), but the conversation just round the corner roused me, so i WHEELED THAT SHIT ON FOOT back round to it's unsuspecting owner, trying to hide the shakes and 1000 yard stare i was no doubt sporting. to this day the guy has no clue what almost happened that night

Only if Goat knew the truth
I would have throught the time with Jordane when he was going down past Thorns towards the Island at 80mph on that death trap bike would have been more scary tbh but you had a few close calls.

He still goes on about the time I flipped his bike on the Industrial estate by the old warehouse, we should have pushed him off that hill in the boot of the car when we had the chance.

 

[Mental Kenny]

Sad article, so glad I don't gamble.

http://www.theguardian.com/uk/2013/may/27/roulette-machines-crack-cocaine-gambling

 

[Bodda]

Fuck me seriously it will be christmas soon, not again, most miserable time of the year.

This.

Glad most of my family on my step dads side are going back to Georgia, USA so it will only be my mom, step brother, step dad & my step bro's sexy missus.
I can get drunk & grope her I guess.

Everyone is meant to be all happy at that time & it's so fake, buying stuff that people don't want & you have to be all happy with a smile on your face, possibly the worst time of year & as a general rule the TV is rubbish, everywhere you go the music is Slade or that guy from the Pogues

 

[mydrugbuddy]

I dont like the "enforced fun" thing of christams and New Years, I especially hate New Years eve celebrations, having to pay £10 just to get into a pub etc. I thought it was just me who felt this way, but it seems to be a very common feeling on here.

 

[Sammy G]

Druggies, y'know?

I used to use the occasion as an excuse to drop some acid, but even that tradition has died down in recent years. Did some oral DMT a couple of years back on Christmas Eve, which was great, and then dosed my flatmate with 2C-B the following day. That's the closest I've come to embracing the thing in ages.

I've got a lifetime's worth of people to apologise to / make amends with though, so maybe the time of year would make a perfect excuse for one or two reconciliations. Depends how drunk everybody gets, I guess.

 

[Mental Kenny]

I hate New Years Eve with a passion as well

 

[Sammy G]

I hate New Years Eve with a passion as well

I loved it for years - made it a big thing, whether we stayed in or went out. Then got sick of that too.

At least it's a bit edgier and more straightforwardly depraved, whereas Christmas carries a load of sentimental tosh with it.

I swear I do like some things. I just can't name more than one or two at this moment.

 

[Bearlove]

Last NYE I spent in the desert with the BF, lit a bonfire and chilled out listening to music. Was great as more people arrived fires started to spring up around the place.

 

[Mental Kenny]

I loved it for years - made it a big thing, whether we stayed in or went out. Then got sick of that too.

At least it's a bit edgier and more straightforwardly depraved, whereas Christmas carries a load of sentimental tosh with it.

I swear I do like some things. I just can't name more than one or two at this moment.

I don't like the feeling of being forced to have fun, it annoys me. I obviously always go out on NYE anyway as everybody is getting trashed, but I don't really care for it.