Dinner & Decisions
I had dinner tonight after work with Daphne. It's been a while since we've gotten together and after the brutal week we've had (both of our companies are currently consumed with Hurricane Katrina disaster information resources) we needed a night out. And with that in mind, and because we're both cheap ass bastards, we decided to dine in style at the ghetto-fabulous Wendy's up the street from my office. In fact to make the evening even more special we decided to live dangerously and go for an extra side of Great Biggie sized fries. Why settle for just a Biggie when you can have a Great Biggie? 
We got to Wendy's at about 6:45 pm and stayed there until they kicked us out after closing at 9. Ah, good times. During out cholesterol filled sit-in we reminisced about times gone by, dreams for the future, and holiday insanity yet to come. It's hard to believe it's only three months to Christmas. *Sigh*
Daphne is trying to avoiding enduring her unbalanced Pinoy parents this holiday season and I am looking forward to another blessed two holidays spent with my ex and total strangers. When I mentioned my plans Daphne asked me in all seriousness, "Aren't you going to spend the holidays with your family?" I gave her a half open-mouthed "you must be kidding" expressing before uttering "uh, no..." followed by the two of us breaking out into hysterical fits of laughter. We are convinced we scared all the customers away.
Yes, it's sad on the one hand because it would be nice to actually have a family likeable enough to spend the holidays with. But the truth of the matter is that I would rather dine with strangers than endure an evening with most of my siblings. Even doubly so if said evening involves my father and THAT half of the family. Hell I'd rather sit home alone in a ripped t-shirt and eat cold leftover Chinese take-out and watch Christmas specials on TV than share a meal with those people!
It's a fucked up world and time of year, what can I say? I am a strong believer in doing what is right for oneself where mental health is concerned. I can't justify spending an un-enjoyable evening with people I don't like and otherwise don't socialize with just because they happen to be blood relations. Fuck that shit! Spend your time with pleasant company and let the good times roll!
