ALL RIGHT. Time to get this done the way I always do, by talking it out in my blog.
The ground rules have changed a little. I will now accept cash donations as long as they are contributions towards a specific thing.
Well I guess I’d always accept cash. But you get the idea.
One thing that someone could get me is my new glasses. I keep putting off ordering them for some reason, even though I know I have the budget for it.
Well someone could give me $25 towards a new pair o’ specs. I have my prescription so all I need to do is order them off of Holy Shit Are These Glasses Cheap.com or whatever, and they’ll be on the way.
By UPS, thankfully. You know, all the postal workers are really accomplishing, besides making us all loathe them for taking Xmas hostage, is teaching people how completely unnecessary they are.
Sure, couriers are more expensive than a stamp, but who the fuck sends letters any more? Everybody just gets stuff off Amazon, and they use UPS.
Anyhow, moving on, someone could also give me a contribution toward my Steam account. I have finally accepted that, against all logic and reason, the actual physical Steam gift cards are a myth and a fantasy and so I will need to act as an intermediary via good old cashola.
Either that, or someone with a credit card could probably send me a virtual gift card. I assume Steam are smart enough to have those available.
Let’s see. I could use a new pair o’ pants. Joe presumably knows my size because he’s bought me pants from them Big n’ Tall guys downtown before.
One of my current pairs is on its last legs (last threads?), Almost all the belt loops are busted and there’s a hole forming in the seat that will hit the illegal parts of my butt any day now, so it’s going to go.
Getting them repaired is also an option.
What else. Well, of course, sugar free treats are always nice. They would make great “stocking stuffer” level gifts. Russel Stover, bless his corporate heart, has an extensive line of sugar free candies and chocolates.
I really like the Starlight Mints and the Fruit Mix in hard candies. Or the sugar free version of Werther’s Originals.
So much better than Werther’s Derivatives.
Now what? Hmmm. It’s a testament to how empty my life is that I can’t think of much that I need outside of food, clothes, and video games.
It’s not like someone could get me a job for Xmas.
I’m trying to think of something that would make my life easier. But to be frank, my life is already pretty easy.
Terrible. But easy.
The problem is that a lot of what I want is too expensive. Like computer parts. I still need to upgrade the power supply in my computer so it can handle all the other fancy schmancy other stuff I have installed in there.
I’ll try to think of something during the break.
More after the break.
This could totally be about Fruvous
I’m the blue doggy.
I have a history of approaching very scary looking fursonas and winning them over by the sheer power of my vulpine charm and cuteness.
You know, there can be a lot of power in being nonthreatening and adorable. Often the scary fur is tickled that someone like me is approaching them at all.
It’s good to be cute.
This could be about Fru too, but fair warning, its entirely smut with a cute premise. And he’s the wrong color of fox. But I love how happy he is!
More gift ideas
OK, now I really have to cudgel my brain.
The problem is that I always just make do with what I have and I don’t think about what I want but do not have.
I’m adaptable to a fault.
Well let’s see. I could use another “super easy” songbook so I could learn to play stuff on my synthesizer. I think I’d like the Simon and Garfunkel one next. I already have one for the Beatles.
And by “super easy” I mean the letter name of the note (A, B,C, etc.) is printed right on the note so I don’t have to be able to tell if a note is on a line or in a space.
Given that assistance, I can piece together how to play the song if I already know the song well from having listened to it many times.
Hmm. I would also like one for the Tragically Hip, or Jethro Tull, or maybe Cat Stevens. I am trying to pick artists where I know a lot of their songs.
I mean, most of my entertainment comes from YouTube and that’s free. Hmm.
Oh! A clothes hamper would be nice, as would a nice BIG trash pail for my garbage in my room, or one of those sealed containers for the recyclables like the one that we have in the kitchen.
I need help keeping this room clean. Well, cleaner, anyhow.
And lastly, and always, books. What books? I’m not sure. I will see if I can put together an Amazon wishlist to guide people.
Of course, this all assumes anyone actually cares what I want enough to actually shop for a gift for me. Historically this has not been the case.
Not that I’m bitter.
Now that I have some sort of list started, I have to think about what I want to get my friends. Obviously, I’m not going to speculate about that here and ruin the surprise.
I’ve been anxious about the upcoming holiday, even though I have no real reason to be. I will order gifts from Amazon and they will be here in time. I don’t have to stress.
I think at this stage in my recovery, I need to learn to commit more of myself into the things I do, and I need to do more things which benefit from that level of commitment.
I can do this. I can take some of that video game energy and invest it in a new kind of game, a creative game, where I have a lot of fun making things.
This can be a beautiful world if you want it to be.
But first, you have to change.
I will talk to you nice people again tomorrow.