Festive

[squirmelia]

You think the metallic smell of tinsel is intoxicating and keep walking past the lengths of it that are draped around the office, slowly. You think the "V" in TV stands for something other than "vision". You think you smelt French Fancies as you entered the room, but you hope it is the special winter version, cakes covered in snow. You ask to be sent a robin through the post, a slightly damaged tree decoration that you remember from your childhood. You are still convinced that "No Surprises" is a Christmas song. You have nothing planned for New Year, but for the first time since you became aware of celebrating, you are not sure it really matters.

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[bearo.livejournal.com]

New Year can matter if you want it to, uninstall re-install and away we all go again.

There's are decorations going up around here today, I had a fake pine cone and leaves on my PC base unit and one purple bobble.

[hapynooodlegirl.livejournal.com]

"You think the metallic smell of tinsel is intoxicating"

yes.. I hate it though!

"You think you smelt French Fancies as you entered the room"

Substitute french fancy for freshly baked bread and you just got what I experienced walking in to my office.. not sure why though!

"You have nothing planned for New Year, but for the first time since you became aware of celebrating, you are not sure it really matters."

Yup - nothing planned and its not really that big a deal.

[praest76.livejournal.com]

I always thought the V on TV stood for "victory" or "Visitor". The first series was bestest.

I smelt oranges when I came into the room. It scares me as I was told if you suddenly smell oranges for no reason it means you are going to have a brain haemmorage. One of those weird things I remember.

[criesbella.livejournal.com]

i walk verrrry slowwwly past the
corner bodega's that have turned into
xmas tree/wreath vendors.

smelling the forest.
the cut down, murdered, dead trees
that gave their life for a whiff of xmas spirit.

oooh dear. that wasn't too pleasant.
poor trees, lucky me.

xo, a

[solitarywalker.livejournal.com]

i don't think i've *ever* had plans for New Years.

Pretty entry, by the way.

[mikej-uk.livejournal.com]

I can imagine two people walking past a shop, one wincing and saying "Eesh, that smells festive."

Smell festive today, because tomorrow it'll be out of season.