It’s the most wonderful time of the year.

the table

I’m finally into the holiday spirit, all it took was a little pumpkin carving and buying a $2,000 computer. Okay so maybe that’s not all needed to get into the holiday season but I finally feel like it’s here and it really is my favorite time of the year. The time between Halloween and New Years Day. I even wore a scarf to work today.

The bad thing about it is that I am turning 24 in January and that isn’t something I’m looking forward to. I’m not sure why I feel that 24 is too old, but it feels like it to me. I don’t feel like I have accomplised anything at 24. Although there is always the question of “How do you measure success?” I guess you can only measure by happiness. Am I happy?

Still not sure yet but I think I’ll get there.

My Name is __, and I’m a Shopaholic

I took a quiz this morning to see if I am a compulsive buyer…turns out I am. I really could have just told myself that but I just wanted to check by answering obvious questions on the internet.

“They” say that compulsive buying is a disorder and addiction much like alcoholism and smoking cigarettes. “They” say I am trying to fulfill a need – or something along the lines of trying to fix myself using methods that are “destructive.”

So what isn’t abnormal or “acceptable” behavior nowadays?

I wouldn’t say it’s uncontrollable but then again I suppose I’ve never tried to control it. I do feel the need to sell some of my things because I’ve been buying so much. Does that offset any addiction indicators? I would guess there are varying degrees of this disorder, I would say that I fall into having mild compulsive buying disorder.

That is actually a little depressing. It’s not enough that I am indecisive but as it turns out I am never any one thing completely. I’m not depressed enough to actually need medication for it (I don’t think so anyway). I’m not enough of a shopaholic to get myself into a lot of trouble – which isn’t really that bad of a thing I guess. I’m not Chinese enough, according to my mom – I don’t know what she wants me to do, maybe only speak to people in Chinese? Only wear traditional silk Chinese dresses? Tattoo “Chinese” across my forehead?

If I think about it too much it makes me sad to think that I am just mediocre at everything. Not substantial at anything enough to be recognized for it. Not even bad enough at anything to be recognized. Then I start to think “So what? Why should you be any one thing or any one but who you want to be?” And then I feel better. (see this is how I can tell I am not really suffering from depression)

Anyway, back to shopaholicism. I’m not in so deep that I can’t dig myself out. So I guess I just need to realize I am spending too much money and cut it the fuck out. Or I can make money in some other way to balance out the expenditures.

This is the part where I get a hot tip from a friend or relative about some kind of contest where the prize money is just the amount I need to “buy back the farm.” So, what’ll it be? Talent Show? Dog Show? Dodgeball championship? Special Olympics?

CTRL + Z!

Undo! Undo!

I stupidly upgraded the site and having done so just de-updated the site’s look. It’s like backwards evolution around here. Now I have to take time out of my busy schedule of going to shows to put things back the way they were. *sigh*