So yesterday was Thanksgiving (typically a US celebration). I reckon Thanksgiving turkey is the only time the guys from LA see real breasts. Last night I did the 'Thanksgiving Feast thing' - dug out my US flags and US flag napkins, made thanksgiving place settings, made an American feast and watched US tv shows. I even wrote down some things I was thankful for. Why? Well apart from being sad, I am a US Wannabe. No idea why - I reckon I am just programmed to be.
For the first time ever though I actually shared the evening with someone who was so nice to humour me and go along with the whole themed event. Asked whether it was a good event, well I reckon he ate so much he had to let his bathrobe out and me - well my head was down the toilet and has been there on and off for the last 18 hours - so I am struggling to remember what the hell we are thankful for. On Thanksgiving, Americans acknowledge their dependence - me I am dependent on the toilet bowl and him - loose fitting garments - well thats what we are now dependent on since deciding to be 'thankful'.
Maybe it's best to be bloody ungrateful. Prior to being 'thankful' I had insides that didn't hurt and my head remained upright. They reckon that nothing is more honourable than a grateful heart - I guess I aint a girl of honour 'cus right now I have ZERO gratitude especially where 'Thanksgiving' is concerned.
The Pilgrims were the first to celebrate thanksgiving in America, they arrived fleeing religious persecution in their native England (Proud to be English - NOT - hence the US wannabe ;) ). Anyway - I feel like a Pilgrim right now - as I am sure being persecuted for something, as feel like I've been possessed by some stomach and gut eating zombie thing) - I know I wanted to celebrate the occasion but isn't that taking it a bit too far - reliving the history thing I mean. Next I will be out sowing seeds for next years harvest.
Today is 'Black Friday' - I reckon I've defined the term - I sure aint out shopping - but maybe my US friends could call by the cleaning aisle in Walmart and pick me up some anti-bacterial toilet cleaner;). No my black is more of the depressing black - or the death black - I sure don't feel alive.
Next year I am going to do it differently - celebrate like I imagine Albert Einstein to have done (well I am equally as intellectual ;) ). Next year instead of being 'thankful' I am going to be 'thinkful'. Let's see what that brings me - with my dangerous imagination - it doesn't bear thinking about lol.
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