[life, interrupted]

So this is Christmas. Sometimes I wish I was Buddhist. Life would be so much simpler.

In the spirit of this holiday, I decided to give a little something to my dad. I'm in the process of testing all the lights for Christmas. Honestly, I don't know if he plans on using them all, but it's 11:00 PM, and frankly, I'm tired. I'm not sure he really appreciates it either. Sure he will eventually, but right now, I'm seeing spots because of the lights and I want to be appreciated.

Is that so bad? To want to be acknowledged? It's not like I ask for much. A simple thank you. I put up the Christmas tree by myself and I get criticized for tying the rug too tight. Was it too tight? Yes, but that's not the point. I'm going out of my way to be nice and un-snarky, which if you know me, it's very hard.

I can only hope that my hard work in any aspect of my life will be recognized.
------------------------------------
So my band, New Squids on the Dock, recently performed at Bobapalooza. And it rocked. Well, not quite. See our band played the worst set it has ever played. Our singer kept singing in a different key, parts of songs were missing, and overall, it would have been considered a disaster.

However, they liked us. And we won a large sum of money to be split up between ten people, so it wasn't so large anymore. We'll get the DVD sometime soon, and I'm pretty sure I'll wince dramatically during every song because they were not very musical. I guess everyone just needs a ska band once and a while.
------------------------------------
On a completely different note, I wish I was a yellow robot that danced to Spoon. Life would be so much simpler if all I had to do was dance and be awesome.