:: Tuesday, December 07, 2004 ::

Like the average 21 year old, I've run the gamut of Christmas emotions: the child's excitement, the teenager's disappointment, the young adult's disillusionment. This year though, I'm really happy to say that I'm just plain enjoying it. I think I've learned to embrace the parts of the holiday I like and reject the parts I don't.

This year in particular I'm looking forward to it, and I've realized why: there's very little that I want. To be frank: I've been spending my money like a mad fiend. Anything big that I wanted this fall, I purchased. Now, this is, in itself, a bit of a problem. The fun time is over, now I've got to cut it back, which is never fun. But the result is, I'm simply looking forward to Christmas, but just for the surprise, and for the mad crazy fun of giving things to others.

Note to those who do not know me well: surprise is quite possibly my very favourite thing in life.

Now, all that said, I've noticed many people putting up Christmas lists in their journals, and while I'm not big on Christmas lists (as they go along with my discomfort for asking for things in general), I think, just for the hell of it, I'm going to do it too. So, without further ado...

Katy's Christmas Wish List

1. Models for photos

I want to work on this, as for me it's the hardest, yet most rewarding, part of photography. I am looking for willing models: "attractiveness" matters little, comfort in front of a camera matters a lot. Boy, girl, unich, trans, short, tall, fat, skinny, colgate smile, crooked teeth - anyone.

2. Digital camera

Though I'll likely just buy this for myself on boxing day as the last hurrah before intense budgeting takes place. I realized I'm lacking in photos of friends, and myself, and film is too damn expensive to take drunken bar photos, you know?

3. Job suggestions/leads

Yep, that's right, I'm ready to be employed, but out of ideas. The catch: no weekends, at all. I've invested in a Whistler pass and I intend on using it. So, if you have any creative ideas for weekday, part-time work, send 'em my way. Also, if you have any good ideas for summertime jobs in Vancouver, I would be equally grateful. Critera = not minimum wage, 'fun' in some capacity, preferably not retail, outdoors or with tips would be a big bonus.

4. Plants

I want to turn my room into a veritable forest. The catch: no natural light to speak of. Most ferns and tropical climby things thrive in this environment... my biggest plant is enacting a slow suicide on me though. So sad. Will have big vacant pot soon...

5. Hugs, kisses, cuddles, and snuggles.

This one sort of explains itself, now doesn't it? Make your choice appropriately, of course, should you choose to make this particular wish come true for me.

6. Eddie Izzard on DVD

Oh my Eddie. How you taunt me with those fishnet stockings, those shiny red lips. Any DVD would be great, but especially Dress to Kill. Also, while on the topic of DVDs, Six Feet Under would be orgasmically amazing.

7. Snail mail

I love mail. I love the idea that I can actually write on a piece of paper, and for a mere 50 cents have an entire corporation of people TAKE that piece of paper across the country. So cool. I also love the idea that a piece of paper travelled across oceans or miles of land in order to get to me. Christmas cards would make my December.

8. Hair dryer

A somewhat decent one, so as to reduce styling time. None of this "quiet-dry" bullshit. I want a loud, powerful beast of a hair dryer.

9. World peace

Okay, perhaps I'm reaching here. If Bush would just stop attacking everyone I might be moderately satisfied.

10. Surprises

Yes, that's right. I want a non-specific surprise. I want to see what people think of when they think of me. I want things of zero monetary value. I want to tear open wrapping paper and exclaim "OOOOHH!"


So, in my perfect world, that would be what I get for Christmas. And I already feel selfish for posting it. I guess I'll never again have that childlike love of declaring my wishes... wishes, as I grow older, become more like treasures I try to conceal. So, for me, this is like putting my naughty bits on display.

Naughty bits on display! Aren't you the lucky readers.


~song~ Gordon Lightfoot - Song For A Winter's Night

:: Katy 1:53 a.m. [+] :: ::