Happy New Year, folks!
As I was born in the godless USSR, Christmas was never much of a thing for me -- all the Russian kids got their presents at New Year, which was (and still is) *the party of the year* pretty much. Everyone in Russia is off a week before and a week after, celebrating & having fun. Now, I've only lived in Russia until I turned 8 or so, but the Communist Festive Spirit is forever with me.
So, happy New Year, everyone (yes, even you, Jon'C, you annoying *******). Let 2014 be the year of personal success, the year of expending energies on THINGS THAT MATTER in order to make a difference, and be all around jolly and awesome.
Every day I walk on the street and see a bum, a gypsy, or someone else in a much worse situation than I am I think of two things:
1) How bloody lucky I am to have an okay-paying job (whatever my feelings towards it) where I can make my own schedule and work from home like I'm on the bloody Jedi Council if I wish to, a place to live, two wonderful kids (regardless of the fact that I'm probably the most terrible father I know IRL), friends who I know would help me if the **** really hits the fan, my parents (even though my dad's in India and my mom's in Russia and I'm in Hungary, I'm incredibly lucky for both of them to be alive and well), my sexy good looks (yah right, but I'm healthy, not disabled in any way, and my life is not a constant struggle like it is for some less fortunate than I), the fact that today's payday, and the fact that I know a man who promised to see another man about a horse today ... and if he keeps his promise, everything's going to be even more awesome than it already is.
2) ... the second thing I think about is that I can lose everything I have at any given moment.
So value what you have and do your best to help those less fortunate! HAPPY 2014! Be healthy, stay awesome, and rock the **** on!
As I was born in the godless USSR, Christmas was never much of a thing for me -- all the Russian kids got their presents at New Year, which was (and still is) *the party of the year* pretty much. Everyone in Russia is off a week before and a week after, celebrating & having fun. Now, I've only lived in Russia until I turned 8 or so, but the Communist Festive Spirit is forever with me.
So, happy New Year, everyone (yes, even you, Jon'C, you annoying *******). Let 2014 be the year of personal success, the year of expending energies on THINGS THAT MATTER in order to make a difference, and be all around jolly and awesome.
Every day I walk on the street and see a bum, a gypsy, or someone else in a much worse situation than I am I think of two things:
1) How bloody lucky I am to have an okay-paying job (whatever my feelings towards it) where I can make my own schedule and work from home like I'm on the bloody Jedi Council if I wish to, a place to live, two wonderful kids (regardless of the fact that I'm probably the most terrible father I know IRL), friends who I know would help me if the **** really hits the fan, my parents (even though my dad's in India and my mom's in Russia and I'm in Hungary, I'm incredibly lucky for both of them to be alive and well), my sexy good looks (yah right, but I'm healthy, not disabled in any way, and my life is not a constant struggle like it is for some less fortunate than I), the fact that today's payday, and the fact that I know a man who promised to see another man about a horse today ... and if he keeps his promise, everything's going to be even more awesome than it already is.
2) ... the second thing I think about is that I can lose everything I have at any given moment.
So value what you have and do your best to help those less fortunate! HAPPY 2014! Be healthy, stay awesome, and rock the **** on!
幻術