I'd ask for one more day. But the calendar says to be happy today.

It starts off slow, but this a blog about being happy. No seriously, trust me.

Current time: 3:52 Am. I'll leave in a couple hours to go to work, but for the meantime I'll sit here with the company of a spaceheater, a strong cup of coffee, and my fucked up sleep schedule. Oh right, and it's Thanksgiving.

Should I ask what all of you are thankful for?

I started something here, a little holiday jeer. I've never been one for holidays, but about half way through I decided not to share. I'll spare you. Sometimes bitterness is better kept to oneself .

Keeping more with the mood that seems to fit these extraordinarily special days, I'll share my plans. We can compare what we all did later, it will be fun! (I'm trying to keep this positive)

I was slightly scared about this holiday season, what was I going to do? Provided you can follow the norm, holidays are supposed to make everyone happy. However, should you fall short of the norm, ie: not having anything to do on thanksgiving, it can be equally depressing.

So when work asked me to work rather than go home for turkey day, and then work the following day as well, I got the feeling today would go nowhere. I couldn't go home, and I couldn't go to Philly to see my sisters. As I mentioned above, I'm not really one for holidays, but it would still be kind of bummer to eat a turkey sandwich alone tonight (Dear God, that sounds way more depressing than I meant it to. Haha). Thankfully, something I almost forgot about altogether, I have good friends.

Although it is proving to be far more difficult than is needed, Jen Jun, Pete Remm, whoever else Pete invited, and myself will gather tonight for some turkey (if all goes according to plan) and probably lots of drinks. It's gotten to be slightly stressful, trying to decide who is doing what, when, and how. Jen and I both have to work. I only work till three. So Jen decided to do most of the cooking the night before, and then Pete and I would finish up after I get out of work. Easy, right? Of course not. Things just do not work as planned. So, at the moment, we might have a turkey. Worst come to worst, we'll order Chinese food. I have managed to not really care all about the complications that have come with our plans. I've been saying things like, "Who cares, all that matters is that we have a good time right?" Seriously, I said that. And a bunch of other things that sounded just like that. I swear, that kind of optimism almost hurt.

But honestly, as much as I love the standard Thanksgiving meal, I could give a fuck what I eat. Knowing that I'm going to get together with two of my good friends, and have a good time regardless (something these good friends have yet to realize), I couldn't be happier.

I know, it took a while for me to get there. But that is ultimately what this blog was intended to be about, James Walsh is stoked on fun for thanksgiving. Maybe, just maybe, I'm just in a good mood because it's a Thanksgiving, and I'm thankful for some things (though I'll probably never fully admit it). I suppose it's a possibility. I mean, who doesn't like celebrating the slaughter of the Indians and the theft of their country, I know I do!

A hope, a dream, an ambition, a list:

Of sorts, anyway. Tomorrow I am working the overnight shift to help out at work. Regardless of how bitter I am at the thought of helping them out anymore, it does mean that I basically have tomorrow off. I don't go into work until 11:30 PM. Thats nearly the next day, seriously, check your watch. Anyway, this is of course a great chance for me to get some things done. I actually have these great chances about twice a week, they are what I like to call "days off," but I never, ever, ever, maybe once in a while, ever seem to get anything done. Tomorrow though, it's the day. I'm storming the beaches of opportunity. Maybe. Here is my list of possible things to get done, in the hopes that maybe since someone might ask me later on if I got any of the things listed below done, I might do some of them. That's right, not because they are things I need to get done, but because I care, mostly, about what you think of me.

- I could read some, but that doesn't really count as something I need to get done. I just like doing it. Maybe that should be further down on the list. It's too damn late now though.

- I could finish some of the many blogs I have started, and left unfinished to wallow in their sad lives as a draft. Seriously, I think I've got some good ones. With decent writing, and big words, maybe even a metaphor or two.

- I could buy a space heater, it's getting cold in BasementTown. Stealing a great idea from yet another hero of our time Walsh sibling, we have yet to turn on the heat. And well, a $40 space heater just sounds a lot better than paying for heat EVERY month. (Our electricity is included in our rent, schwing!)

- I should probably hit the bank up, I got's mad moneys.

- I do need more ear plugs. I've started sleeping with them, mainly because when I was working overnights regularly I used them so I didn't wake up when the roomies got up shortly after I got home. But now it's just kind of nice. And if my new neighbors (living above B-Town) decide to have another huge jump up and down and beat on drums party with all their friends at 3AM, maybe I can sleep through it.

- Really clean my room. Not just kind of make it look cleaner. Not likely.

Honestly, when I sat down to write this blog (I actually sat down to write another blog, left it unfinished as a draft, and strated this one) I was sure that I had more things I needed to do. Of course as soon as I attempted to list them, they all escaped me. In their place I came up with the list above, some stuff I should do, or would like to do, but nothing that I really need to do.

What will probably happen is more like this:

- Catch up on some sleep that I've been avoiding.
- Internets for a while.
- Hang with Jesse, doing cool things. None of which NEEDS to be done.
- Go to my Monday night hangs at Rue B to see Pete and friends, and grab a beer or two.
- Go to work knowing that I have the next two days off to do all the things I meant to do the days before.

This is mostly for Jessica.

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