And to think that the great festival of joy is supposed to
be coming up. Presents, Christmas-trees, porridge (?),
Santa, jinglebells, no school (!), snow, Rudolph the
Red-Nosed Reindeer (although this might not be an
entirely filled-to-the-brim-with-joy Christmas-song as it
tells the story about the other reindeers being mean to
Rudolph just because he doesn´t look like them. Then
suddenly when it turns out that Rudolph´s red nose is very
useful to Santa and he gets to guide Santa´s sleigh, they all
start loving him, not because of who he is (although I´m
sure they found out what an adorable reindeer he was when
given a chance) but because of his position as Santa´s
favourite deer.), giving and caring and rhyming and sharing
(hee hee) and so on.

Well, right now, it sucks.

I suppose I´m an egoist at this, but as it seems, I can´t help
it.
It´s that feeling you get when you´ve really been looking
forward to something, been counting the days (or weeks
anyway), up until that point when you´re sure. It´s going to
happen. It´s just around the corner.
And then...
Nothing.
Cancelled.
I just hate it.
In this case, I´m talking about an IRC-gathering (yes, go on
all of you and mock me).

It wasn´t anybody´s fault. Yet it could have been helped, it
could have been avoided, if more people had shown a bit
more devotion.
They were playing on their own home-ground. They didn´t
have to pay about $100 or spend 5 hours on a train to get
there.
Still, they cancelled it.
Maybe there was/is a good reason for it somewhere in there,
but I can´t seem to find it right now.
And it sucks.

Oh, and of course, there´s always tomorrow. But if and
when that tomorrow comes, it´ll be because of the people
who really want it, not because of those who feel it´d be
cool to come along if someone else takes care of the
planning.

Second thought, maybe I´m too impatient or making a hen
out of a feather...but that´s the way it feels.

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