Happy 2010, internets!
Yup, that happened. I'm still in that weird sort of funk where it doesn't feel like anything has changed and maybe it should really just be December 34th instead of January 3rd? It's funny that we all get so worked up over the new year and then January sort of happens and it's more of just this shift back to the day-to-day normalcy that we had as Americans before Halloween time and the perpetual merry-go-round of holidays and special occasions that follow. The only difference is that now we have to break up the monotony somehow lest we lose that glow we got from the holidays we're so desperately clinging to. And how do we do this? Why, resolutions of course.
Here are mine, for what it's worth:
1) write once a day, be it in my journal or this blog or even on a sticky note
2) apply for at least one career-based job a week until I manifest one
3) maintain the weight that the BMI indicates as healthy for a guy my age and height (between 130 and 140 lbs.)
4) pay down my credit card to half its limit
5) save $50 a month towards a honeymoon
Those are the realistic ones. My non-realistic resolutions (what I like to call EXTREME resolutions) are these:
1) learn how to practice telekinesis
2) save $150 a month towards a honeymoon
3) sleep with this--
4) figure out a way to drive my car without using gas
New Years Eve itself was actually pretty great this year. Our friend Julie had a party at her place, and a ton of people showed and dressed fancy and got sloppy (fancy attire and sloppy/hot mess drinking is my favorite combination when it comes to partying, incidentally). We drank too much champagne and took a ton of inscrutable photos and watched the ball drop. I was reminded the next morning as I awoke with a bad case of dry mouth and headache that I gave a speech to the party about "friends and permanency" that I don't remember giving--it's sadly not on film, otherwise I'd post it here. I can only imagine what the contents of said speech were, but I'm guessing that it was probably, mostly, nonsensical.
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So bring it on, 2010. The first full year out of college for me, and the first year that I've got as an "adult" to figure things out. With a fresh set of eyes and the tiniest bit of that glow left stashed in my other pants, I'm ready for newness.
"Your name on my cast and my notes on your stay
Offer me little but doting on a crime.
We've turned every stone and for all our inventions
In matters of love loss, we've no recourse at all."