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Merry Merry
Sunday, December 23, 2007

Why yes, I do feel the Christmas-ness of this year’s holidays. Probably as it is my first one as a non-child, non-student blessed with total purchase power. Or at the rate my wallet is thinning out, fleeting purchase power. But it is still there, nonetheless, and I have been a good little capitalist ho-ho ho, spending with the abandon of a Santa flying through fog without dear Rudolph, his headlight of a deer.

Oh baby, no one’s guiding my sleigh tonight.

Okay.

The above was just my poor attempt at not reminiscing about the Yule past. Around this time last year, I had (in order of urgency) a boyfriend, a badass toothache and a sense that everything in my life was up in the air. Only one of these has reared its pretty mug again. Which is probably why I feel the season this time around. Being neither in love nor physical pain, I require more to keep me from floating around too arbitrarily. Hence my sincere appreciation for gingerbread men, peppermint-flavored foodstuffs and any and all versions of Laaast Christmas, I gave you my heeeart. But the very next daaay, you gave it awaaaaaay (gave it awaaaaay).

This year, to save me from tears, I will feign decadence. Because really, while I do adhere to the season’s sense of sharing and togetherness, I am a province-less, non-Christian lass and therefore cannot really be committed in all earnestness to the stereotypical Filipino Christmas displayed in every other TV advertisement. But I will do my best.

Below is one of my humble efforts. Inspired by the meme in K’s blog, here are ten songs that automatically make me happy, all good and ready for download. Hope these get you off, too.

Music That Automatically Makes Me Happy

What, no Wham?!

P.S.
The versions of "Glory Box" and "Cut Your Ribbon" featured in this playlist are live and thus of extra laglag-panty quality. Also of note is The Ting Ting's "That's Not My Name," a ridiculously extra-happy track that's keeping me up and wired these days.


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