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Tearwater Tea All Around
Jan. 24th, 2014 09:05 pmPlease, everyone, join me in eating ice cream straight out of the carton as we celebrate this, the unhappiest of days. A woeful St. Emo's Day to you all!
Woe be unto us all this day, the Feast of St. Emo!
The weather around here even decided to step it up with a SPECIAL form of grey sadness. So it's been raining, but the instant the rain hits the ground it freezes, leaving a road that looks like it is soggy but is in fact a sheet of ice. It's not quite black ice, and it's not quite slush, and it is certainly emo-looking. Well done, weather.
The weather around here even decided to step it up with a SPECIAL form of grey sadness. So it's been raining, but the instant the rain hits the ground it freezes, leaving a road that looks like it is soggy but is in fact a sheet of ice. It's not quite black ice, and it's not quite slush, and it is certainly emo-looking. Well done, weather.
Disappointment
Jan. 23rd, 2011 05:51 pmSo this morning I was on a bus with all of my friends, ever, on the way to Disneyworldland. The morning sun promised warmth and dazzling light on a day that would be filled with water slides, roller coasters, catching up with friends, shopping, and more junk food than anyone could possibly want. I felt alive, anticipatory, waiting to expend all my excess energy on the good things life offers.
Then I woke up and had to go to work, where kids whined that they wanted to get on the computer again, patrons turned in books coated with sticky substances and threw things on the floor and demanded to see the MAGIC DVDS behind the counter,* and my supervisor took out her prize-winningly nasty mood on me with a constant barrage of passive-aggressive potshots. Also the latest ailment is the sniffles.
I am thinking I should have stayed on that bus.
Mom wonders why I prefer being asleep.
ETA: Eureka. I just realized that tomorrow is the Feast of St. Emo. This would explain a LOT.
*Everyone is convinced that the DVDs they want are behind the counter waiting to be shelved. Once they’re on the shelf they are boring, but when they are not yet there they are THE ONLY DVDS WORTH LOOKING AT SO WHY CAN’T I JUST COME BACK THERE AND LOOK.
Then I woke up and had to go to work, where kids whined that they wanted to get on the computer again, patrons turned in books coated with sticky substances and threw things on the floor and demanded to see the MAGIC DVDS behind the counter,* and my supervisor took out her prize-winningly nasty mood on me with a constant barrage of passive-aggressive potshots. Also the latest ailment is the sniffles.
I am thinking I should have stayed on that bus.
Mom wonders why I prefer being asleep.
ETA: Eureka. I just realized that tomorrow is the Feast of St. Emo. This would explain a LOT.
*Everyone is convinced that the DVDs they want are behind the counter waiting to be shelved. Once they’re on the shelf they are boring, but when they are not yet there they are THE ONLY DVDS WORTH LOOKING AT SO WHY CAN’T I JUST COME BACK THERE AND LOOK.
Feast Of Saint Emo: Tomorrow!
Jan. 23rd, 2010 09:02 pmBy the way, dudes, don’t forget that Sunday (tomorrow) is the Feast of St. Emo. We are going to have to deplete the local supply of tiny ice cream cartons, yes we are. I’d wish y’all a happy St. Emo’s Day, but that’s sort of not the point. So may your tears be cathartic, anyway!
St. Emo's Day
Jan. 25th, 2009 12:45 amA successful holiday was had by all!
Part of the equation that determined the most depressing day is the weather, and today didn’t disappoint.
( All the leaves are brown, and the sky is grey … )
Part of the equation that determined the most depressing day is the weather, and today didn’t disappoint.
( All the leaves are brown, and the sky is grey … )
Today's The Day!
Jan. 24th, 2009 01:42 pmYou know, I’d say “Happy Feast of Saint Emo,” but that doesn’t seem entirely keeping with the day. So I’ll say: “Oh. It’s the Feast of Saint Emo. Whatever, man.”
The party’s going to be nifty! And yes, there will be pictures!
The party’s going to be nifty! And yes, there will be pictures!
Date Change - Feast of St. Emo
Jan. 15th, 2009 06:15 pmAfter some thought, my sister and I have decided to go with the alternativec “Most Depressing Day Of The Year,” which is January 24 instead of the roving Monday. Partly that’s so it won’t fall on MLK/Human Rights Day, which is also the third Monday, and partly because that’s what I first named it and so that’s what she’s been telling her friends. So that will be it.
I’m not sure how Emo I’ll manage to be this year, though. January 20th may manage to de-emo me completely this year. But who am I to let a good mood get in the way of the holiday?
The Feast Of Saint Emo
Jan. 4th, 2009 12:53 amWell, I only have a job for two more weeks, the holidays are over, my brother’s leaving us to go back to school in a couple of days, I have no fingernail, and it’s still winter. Life is something of a bummer right now.
So over dinner tonight, we discussed this and decided that we need another damn holiday to give us something to look forward to. Valentine’s Day doesn’t count, since after elementary school it’s all shmarmy couples, stressed out boyfriends, wad o’ diamonds commercials, and pissed-off singles. We need something all-inclusive. And something that isn't commemorative, like MLK Jr. Day, which is important but not exactly a fun-filled holiday you look forward to; it's more somber.
So I have decided. Given that the third Monday of January is supposedly the most depressing day of the year, I hereby declare it the Feast of Saint Emo. We will decorate with black and blue streamers, tear drops, and frowny faces. We will light black candles, listen to whiny indy music and sad love songs, maybe watch March of the Penguins or Hamlet. Maybe we can strew fake ferns and willows around.
We’re still trying to think of traditional time-honored foods. So far we’ve got pomegranates (actually traditionally and time-honoredly emo) and ice cream right out of the bucket, as well as lots of cups of tea.
Clearly, this is a prototype holiday right now, but I believe this could catch on. So I say to you: who is with me? Who thinks we need another holiday to get us though this? And what suggestions do you have for ways to celebrate our Pity Party on the Feast of Saint Emo? Sure, traditions are organic, but they have to start somewhere, and I’m starting this one now!
ETA: After some thought, my sister and I are going with our original plan of having it January 24, to avoid MLK Day. So it's moved back to then!
