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First off, congratulations comrades. I hope you all had a great day and that you filled it with much proletarian-friendly fun.
Because I didn't.
This was seriously the most anti-climatic 1st of May ever. I was planning on reading a bit before marching under the same-sex-marriage-law-banner with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mirazandar, aj_stalin and does not lj-exist Hanne, but instead, I got woken up before nine by a stressed out aj_stalin who needed desperate help to get all her stuff moved out of the apartment before 11 o'clock. So I had to get up, get over there and lug all her heavy and cumbersome stuff over to my living room (waking 45hasle up in the process, but that was a good thing since he was raised well by his mom and therefore helped carry stuff). And I didn't mind too much, despite my complaining, because I am a good friend and the desperation in aj_stalin was clear for everyone to see.
The problem was that after we were done, I was too tired to even contemplate marching along in the pouring rain. So I missed the march. For the first time in years. And since the weather was so bad, we didn't go do any of the other things we usually do, like having a picnic or getting drunk in a park, and instead I cleaned the entire apartment.
Then again, cleaning the apartment made me feel all nice and quiet inside, and I got a lot of time to myself (for the first time in days, which was great). Also, I now know exactly where my contract with the university is and have sorted through all my papers. Still, spending the 1st of May cleaning rather than celebrating worker's rights or fighting for equality makes me feel all sad and disillusioned. A little empty inside. It usually is one of my favorite days of the year, so spending it alone cleaning seems a bit, well, sad.
Because I didn't.
This was seriously the most anti-climatic 1st of May ever. I was planning on reading a bit before marching under the same-sex-marriage-law-banner with
mirazandar, aj_stalin and aj_stalin who needed desperate help to get all her stuff moved out of the apartment before 11 o'clock. So I had to get up, get over there and lug all her heavy and cumbersome stuff over to my living room (waking 45hasle up in the process, but that was a good thing since he was raised well by his mom and therefore helped carry stuff). And I didn't mind too much, despite my complaining, because I am a good friend and the desperation in aj_stalin was clear for everyone to see. The problem was that after we were done, I was too tired to even contemplate marching along in the pouring rain. So I missed the march. For the first time in years. And since the weather was so bad, we didn't go do any of the other things we usually do, like having a picnic or getting drunk in a park, and instead I cleaned the entire apartment.
Then again, cleaning the apartment made me feel all nice and quiet inside, and I got a lot of time to myself (for the first time in days, which was great). Also, I now know exactly where my contract with the university is and have sorted through all my papers. Still, spending the 1st of May cleaning rather than celebrating worker's rights or fighting for equality makes me feel all sad and disillusioned. A little empty inside. It usually is one of my favorite days of the year, so spending it alone cleaning seems a bit, well, sad.
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