During the day I went out with my friends Dave, Chloe, and Jon. I haven't seen them all in a while due to some strange turns of events recently. But oh well, that's all behind us now, so it was really nice to see them all again. Except that Jon and I were apparently on a quest to see who could wind each other up the most. I think he won, unfortuantely. We all went to see 'Avatar', which was bloody BRILLIANT! Sure, not James Cameron's best by a long shot, and filled with flaws. But at the same time, it looked beautiful, it was entertaining and inventive, the planet of Pandora was incredible, and it had one hell of a killer final action sequence. Not the masterpiece I wanted, but still completely solid. It's just best that I try to avoid arguing about it...
Before the motion picture spectacular, I went into town with Dave to buy Meg a Christmas present (a pink dressing gown with cows on it - because it's Christmas, I didn't find this embarassing to buy), got myself a few gifts too (I know I shouldn't, but come on - 'Guitar Hero III' for a tenner!), and to get THE gift. Oh yes, the anonymous Christmas present. Because I'm a very unoriginal little boy, I got one that was included in the book - M&S vouchers. Actually, it was a gift card, but they're the same thing. It wasn't just because I'm unoriginal though, but it just seemed like a really safe bet. I initially wanted to get a copy of 'This Book Will Change Your Life' for someone (which I can see other Benrikians have done, good work!), but worried I'd send it to somebody without a sense of humour. Although maybe it would help them develop a sense of humour. And if they didn't like it then they could just celebrate the 'Be entirely serious' day. But, yes, an M&S gift card seemed safe, because everyone likes M&S (except those who hate it), and you can buy a wide range of goods there, from clothes, to entertainment, to food, to alcohol! This blog entry is not sponsored by Marks & Spencers, honestly...
I went for a £5 gift card, which may seem stingy, but I've spent fucking LOADS this year on Crimbo presents as it is. I feel kinda bad, because £5 really doesn't buy anything these days. But, as they say, it's the thought that counts. I also went for a card design with a baby hugging a teddy bear. Because everyone likes babies, and everyone likes teddy bears. Unfortunately, I know a few people who don't like hugs, but everyone SHOULD like hugs! Inside I wrote the message 'Dear recipient of this gift card, 'tis the season to give generously, and even though I don't know you, I thought you might like this gift card. From anonymous xoxox'. I didn't know who to address the envelope to, but, so it wasn't blank, I just wrote 'Merry Christmas!' on the front. I bet you anything I chose people who celebrate Hannakuh or Kwanza or something. My bad.
Later on, I went out to deliver the gift. I decided to give it to a house that I had never seen before, because that way I can't have spent ages beforehand deciding where to send it in particular. There are a few cul-de-sacs near where I live which I'd never walked down before, so one of those seemed like a safe bet. I went for the first cul-de-sac, and spent AGES deciding which particular house to send it to. The houses were very big, which possibly meant they were all rich, and I'd feel oddly bad about giving a gift to people who don't really need it at all. But, then again, the house I live in is pretty big, yet we're not very rich at all, far from it. I eventually chose my house, on the basis that it had quite a lot of Christmas lights up and a crudely sculpted snowman outside (that doesn't mean it was phallic-shaped, I just mean that it was quite messy, in an endearing way though!), believing that this would probably mean that they enjoyed Christmas very much, and that they had children, and people with children lead happier lives apparently (except for when they get post-natal depression, but I'm just going off what I've heard about happiness). I'm sure I looked highly suspicious looking into people's houses, and dropping a letter off into one, all the time with my hood up (it was cold, and I wanted to be mysterious).
The best part was the walk home - I felt SO good, it was insane. Knowing that I've given a gift compeltely selflessly (well, apart from the happiness I felt) was a great feeling, I was smiling all the way home. Until I saw a slug, which made me recoil a little. But that little slimy bastard didn't ruin my night! When I got home, I raved about giving anonymous presents on my Facebook, and Chris liked the sound of it so much, that, even though he isn't tasking yet, has decided he'll probably give an anonymous gift this year too. I advise EVERYONE to do it, it is amazing!
And, with that, I would like to wish everyone who's reading this, and nearly everybody who isn't, a very happy Christmas/Hannakuh/Kwanza/other-festive-holiday! Much love to you all!
xoxox
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