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January 3rd, 2007
10:36 am - 12 Days of Christmas Challenge: 9 part 1
The select few who actually read my blog will probably have noticed that I haven't made any New Year resolutions. This is part of my ongoing thought of stop attempting to celebrate the New Year. Why? Well to be quite frank it bores me. I appreciate that many people enjoy New Year's Eve parties and enjoy the celebration but a great deal of it I don't. I've tried for enough years now and I've basically given up. Ever since I was old enough to get away with it I've tried to get into the traditions- stayed up till midnight, gone out in the cold to watch fireworks, brought in the coal, bread & salt etc but apart from the latter ritual none of these things have ever really excited me or filled me with great jubilation. I celebrate Easter and Christmas for religious reasons, I celebrate my birthday (though those appear to be getting crappier) and I celebrate Halloween which is All Hallows Eve (again religion and history) and tentatively Remember the Fifth of November (again religion and history links) New Year just doesn't have those links for me, apart from the fact we go to Mass on New Years day, but the other traditions:
Drinking-my family on the whole don't drink. One year I had an alcopop at midnight when I was a teenager but really I preferred cocoa.
Making Merry- at 12.20 mum has generally ushered us both to bed
Meal- happens on Sundays and at Christmas. Not exclusive.
Resolutions- I don't even know where this tradition comes from. I never liked it. Sister Ella once described me in a Faithrworks session as not a join-er and that's true. I don't join many clubs or societies because I hate giving my word. I hate commiting myself to various things because I know that I'll get bored and want to sod off but feel obligated to participate and feel like poo. I think the dislike of Resolutions stems from that. If I make resolutions to, for example, pray three times a day, write one fic a month, stop-completely stop- any self-destructive behaviour etc etc there would come a moment, inevitably when I would not do this and then the self-flagellation would be unbearable. On the other hand making easy Resolutions like, I will eat sprouts when they are on my plate, I will play with Fern every time I see her, I will not spend all my money- well they aren't real are they? I would do them without requiring any form of compulsion forcing me into it.
So on New Year's Ever I stayed up till 11.50 reading a fic, then went to bed. And there will be no miserable resolution making from this quarter.
I've spent this morning (since I got up at 8am) doing homework. I've done research and written an essay plan for Cult 211 essay and have now taken a break because doing research for the other essay (Socl209) is a little too much all at once. At least I've made a start, eh? I'm tentatively planning to compare The Black Swan (cheesy swashbuckler) to Pirates of the Caribbean 1 (thank you BBC for showing it) bwahahaha! There's loads of links, Tortuga, Port Royale, A Governer's daugher, a sneaky plot. Hehehe.
Moving on to today's 12 Days of Christmas challenge
A while ago my good friend lycoris issued a challenge where participants wrote different things for each of the twelve days of Christmas. I was reluctant at first because I knew I wouldn't fulfill them all but, flushed with success regarding my Spring-Heeled Jack challenge, I had a bash and managed about four responses.
So today's challenge was ... nine drinking sessions
I've only done two. I was considering attempting one today but I don't know if I'll have time. Mum's going to be in a bloody mood when she gets in because some eegit has parked over the entry and blocked us in. So I'll post what I have done and won't promise more than two unless inspiration suddenly performs miracles.
I've had to put my submissions in two different entries.
Title:In Memoriam
Author:Lord Localfreak
Fandom:Harry Potter
Ship: none
Summary:The Weasley twins were always fond of the occasional drink
In Memoriam
The Weasley twins were good at drinking. Well, they should be, considering they had their first taste at the tender age of three. Neither of them remembers this incident but it is well known in the family: the day Fred and George were found under the table at a party with Uncle Gideon’s flask of old Grumfinchley’s finest. Their mum tells the story every year at Christmas, remembering Uncle Gideon’s laughter- his last party with them before he was killed by the Death Eaters.
They started the habit properly at the end of fifth year sneaking into Hogsmeade through the secret passageways to supply all the upper years with contraband. They were good at it. It was fun, drinking, it made parties more interesting; made life easier. And anyway, they were young men and drinking until life becomes a hilarious blur is what young men do.
They kept it up after they left school. Dutch courage before facing mum and telling her they’d left (in such a spectacular manner too). They toasted the success of their business and then drank as they mourned when the shop was blown up in a skirmish.
When the War was over they still drank together. Sometimes people would remind George, when he said this, that Fred couldn’t be drinking with him because Fred never saw the end of the War; but George can see his twin’s blurred grin in every warming glass.
read the second submission for today here
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| From: | (Anonymous) |
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| Date: | January 4th, 2007 - 07:53 am |
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(iamisaac)
hope you don't mind the fact that i also read the journal entry. i decided this year to make an aspiration, rather than a resolution: something that i hoped i'd be able to do this year, but without having the pressure of a resolution that would never be stuck to. (it was a bit vague and wishy-washy, anyway - 'to be myself'. but i've tried all my life to 'fit in' and i don't, so i'm just going to try and go with it.)
As to the fic.... oh gods, that was so sad. i can't believe (having read your interruption today) that i've read the fic that made me laugh most and the one that was saddest in the space of about 5 minutes. i was anticipating them both being dead, somehow, given the title. never even occurred to me it'd be one and not the other...
I don't mind at all if you read my blog entries, it's a completely public blog. :) The aspiration is a good idea :) maybe I'll try that if I feel like self-improving ;)
I'm glad you liked it-liked them both!
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| Date: | January 7th, 2007 - 10:17 am |
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(versipellis)
Wargh. So IC, so sad.
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