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A Decadent Yuletide
Dec. 9th, 2005 05:45 pmThere are oranges here at work today. I love the smell of oranges. It makes me think of Christmas and traditional presents. As do the wreaths I go by at the flower shop downstairs.
But the Yule is going to be decidedly non-traditional for me this year. No family here, no particular plans, it seems like most people I know will be out of town visiting their families, and so I have to make my own fun.
The possibility that most interests me right now is having a really old style Christmas. An old-fashioned Christmas just like Grandpa Caligula or Granduncle Wilde used to have: a weekend of dissolute behavior in velvet shirts.
"D" is for Debauchery, Drinking, and Dinning out. I would have gone with "C" or "Y", but I could not think of as many fun things that started with them. It is also for dalliances, which is a fancy way of saying "flirting". So at some point I will need to go where there are lots of boys I can be a tease and then prance away like a magnificent poof. Dancing would also be excellent, but not if they're playing those crappy songs like "Rocking Around the Christmas Tree". The trouble is that I cannot actually plan yet as the various gay rags have yet to publish a list of events for that weekend.
I may have to just wing it trying to make my own fun.
But the Yule is going to be decidedly non-traditional for me this year. No family here, no particular plans, it seems like most people I know will be out of town visiting their families, and so I have to make my own fun.
The possibility that most interests me right now is having a really old style Christmas. An old-fashioned Christmas just like Grandpa Caligula or Granduncle Wilde used to have: a weekend of dissolute behavior in velvet shirts.
"D" is for Debauchery, Drinking, and Dinning out. I would have gone with "C" or "Y", but I could not think of as many fun things that started with them. It is also for dalliances, which is a fancy way of saying "flirting". So at some point I will need to go where there are lots of boys I can be a tease and then prance away like a magnificent poof. Dancing would also be excellent, but not if they're playing those crappy songs like "Rocking Around the Christmas Tree". The trouble is that I cannot actually plan yet as the various gay rags have yet to publish a list of events for that weekend.
I may have to just wing it trying to make my own fun.