Let's light a nondenominational holiday fire!

[flexagon]

Ready for Christmas: presents under the tree, many delicious groceries awaiting preparation, reasonably relaxed after a couple of days off work... ahhh. I like Christmas. I interpret it as a project that most of the nation works on together, a project to counteract the darkest part of the year with festivity and have a day to celebrate coziness and each other without the usual pressures of the outside world. It couldn't work so well without near 100% participation. I find I like Christmas even better now that I'm not Christian at all, because I can unabashedly love it for the colored lights... the way I always did, except without the guilt.

I got drunk at the office holiday party, but don't remember doing anything worse than biting my toes in front of my boss.

Some interesting discussions about Boston, work, and Manhattan have threaded through my life recently. Last night I had myself 50% convinced that we should indeed move to NYC, and a lot of my reasoning had to do with all my friends leaving Boston anyway (whine, whine). I'm not sure that reasoning stands up now that it's not 2 AM; the part about taking classes at Lava still does, but if I move anytime soon, Dark Sister will kill me, because that's the other thing about Boston that I forget when depressed -- people come back! Which reminds me: I was told lately that I'm willing to give up a lot to live in a city. I tried to think of what I was giving up, and most of the things I thought of ended with ...if you're into that sort of thing anyway. Still, I'm giving up some things I used to like:

1. Can't just dig a pit and light a bonfire in the yard.


2. Fireworks are illegal here, which kind of sucks.

So now you know: I am a pyromaniac and the city stops me. Aren't you glad?

Comments

[bluechromis.livejournal.com]

So now you know: I am a pyromaniac and the city stops me. Aren't you glad?

Haha, no, not really - but that's because I'm one too.

I dunno, living choices really boil down to what matters to you most, unless you are just really rich and can totally customize. Having lived in a pretty wide variety of places, everywhere has drawback, and half the time they seem to be flip sides of the same damn coin.

For example, here in Boston I hate taking public transportation. I don't have the patience to wait all the time and get totally screwed some of the time, everything takes way longer, and I find the people really rude (although I recognize your point from the other day). But in VA Beach I longed for the days of T accessibility, because finding a designated driver sucks when you've never had to before. Clearly the solution is to either have a chauffer or live in the playboy (playgirl?) mansion so that you don't have to leave. Obviously if you are cognizant of the tradeoffs and are making your choice anyway, you don't feel you're giving up so much.

However, next time the hedges get too high, I have a suggestion for your yard... :-D

As for NYC...I think you should go if you want to, though not just because you feel like people are leaving. NYC clearly seems to call to you on some level, and I for one would definitely visit (if I'm even still in Boston). I think you would really thrive in NYC. Which is not to be construed as shooing you there if you didn't really want to go...I guess a small part of me is conflicted about choosing Boston primarily for friends.