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vicarzIt turns out I don't hate xmas music at all. The girl noted I had been in a store a long time and hadn't complained about the xmas music at all...I never noticed it. It was all classical music. So I realized I've been saying it wrong: I don't hate xmas music, heck I openly like it. I hate remade modernized jazzy lounge xmas music covers. Bad.
Then again this also fits the fact I 98% of the time hate remixes of all music.
Twas' in Trader Joe's last night and a parade of carolers came through singing. This just pissed me off but I winced and bore it as I'm sure they meant well vs. the war for their image of xmas (one had an AA leather jacket on, self made). However they also formed a line and wouldn't make way for me when I had checked out and was going to the parking garage...I all but had to force my way through. The child in me, the one who feels really strong right now, was checked as I held my grimmace and kept the literally saying "shut the fuck up" millimeters back from my lips. I don't know how many years ago I would have said that - I've done it in the past, and one more minor provocation and I would have happily said it out loud, yelled at them to fuckoffwiththeircult but I held it.
Which is better?
But xmas music...before the fucking carolers forcing their beliefs, perceptions, and dictates about what I'm supposed to enjoy, invaded the store...I was already wincing and squirming as the fucking store was playing modern to lounge covers of xmas music. It was annoying and "oppressive" (I mean not to equate to actual oppression, but imagine even music you like too loud...it's disturbing and you'd turn it down and off if you could). If it was another store I would have left, and I almost complained.
People enjoy xmas and I don't want to take it away from them, but the way they force it on everyone else makes me want to defend myself with (minor) physical force.
This from me who checks to make sure the solitary xmas ball remains on the limp evergreen outside.
Happy holiday note: deadlift of 405 last night went up 3 times, twice. I don't think I'm stronger, but the form fix (engage the hammys baby) has led to major lift jumps. This was even despite the fact I overate at a work lunch and was trying not to throw up. So I'm confident 425 will go up in a week, and that may or may not be my max now. Still, saw a guy repping over 600 the other day so while good for me, there are many far stronger. One minor problem - I realized I forgot to include my "lifts multiple times a week" change, doing squats on DL day and vice versa, if only to get power work in and keep the muscle memory strong / increase the practice effect.
Then again this also fits the fact I 98% of the time hate remixes of all music.
Twas' in Trader Joe's last night and a parade of carolers came through singing. This just pissed me off but I winced and bore it as I'm sure they meant well vs. the war for their image of xmas (one had an AA leather jacket on, self made). However they also formed a line and wouldn't make way for me when I had checked out and was going to the parking garage...I all but had to force my way through. The child in me, the one who feels really strong right now, was checked as I held my grimmace and kept the literally saying "shut the fuck up" millimeters back from my lips. I don't know how many years ago I would have said that - I've done it in the past, and one more minor provocation and I would have happily said it out loud, yelled at them to fuckoffwiththeircult but I held it.
Which is better?
But xmas music...before the fucking carolers forcing their beliefs, perceptions, and dictates about what I'm supposed to enjoy, invaded the store...I was already wincing and squirming as the fucking store was playing modern to lounge covers of xmas music. It was annoying and "oppressive" (I mean not to equate to actual oppression, but imagine even music you like too loud...it's disturbing and you'd turn it down and off if you could). If it was another store I would have left, and I almost complained.
People enjoy xmas and I don't want to take it away from them, but the way they force it on everyone else makes me want to defend myself with (minor) physical force.
This from me who checks to make sure the solitary xmas ball remains on the limp evergreen outside.
Happy holiday note: deadlift of 405 last night went up 3 times, twice. I don't think I'm stronger, but the form fix (engage the hammys baby) has led to major lift jumps. This was even despite the fact I overate at a work lunch and was trying not to throw up. So I'm confident 425 will go up in a week, and that may or may not be my max now. Still, saw a guy repping over 600 the other day so while good for me, there are many far stronger. One minor problem - I realized I forgot to include my "lifts multiple times a week" change, doing squats on DL day and vice versa, if only to get power work in and keep the muscle memory strong / increase the practice effect.
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Date: 2015-12-17 01:43 pm (UTC)I really don't like any sort of forced mood just because it's a certain time of year. All of a sudden, now, you're supposed to be generous and nice to your family and give to charity? What about the rest of the year? Bah humbug I say.
Although I do have to confess, Paul McCartney's Xmas song, I actually rather like, for some unfathomable reason.