Thursday, January 01, 2009

Scrapes, headache, fuzzy memories - welcome to 2009!

Happy 2009!

I am of the idea that making resolutions for the new year is incredibly silly, so these aren't resolutions, per se.....

Foods I want to consume and digest in 2009:
  • Pie of any variety.
  • Spinach.
  • Bacon.
  • (Are coffee and beer "foods," really?)
  • Cheeseburgers. Many.
  • Some fiber. It's important to stay regular.
  • Anything made with a lot of honey.
Animals I want to touch with my hands in 2009:
  • A horse or pony.
  • Some sort of kitten-like creature. They are quite soft.
  • Cute human boys.
  • A bonobo, if at all possible.
  • (Resisting the urge to say "Your mom"...)
  • A couple of dogs, probably.
Words I want to use gratuitously in 2009:
  • "Gratuitously."
  • "Defenestrate(d)."
  • "Your."
  • "Mom."
  • "Phone," as a verb instead of "call."
  • "Brevity." (Um, I guess there will be a lot of Big Lebowski quoting?)
  • "Sublime." But I won't be talking about the band.
Ways in which I plan to waste time in 2009:
  • Trolling Reddit.
  • Facebook stalking.
  • Trying to figure out addresses of webcomic artists. (So I guess being generally creepy....)
  • Meticulously arranging my hair.
  • Writing blog posts.
  • Writing C++ programs that don't do anything useful, but say sarcastic things.
  • Sitting at the Ugly Mug.
Ridiculous assumptions I will probably make in 2009:
  • Drinking beer will help me study. (I so wish though.)
  • Money reproduces itself! (Not the case.)
  • It is not creepy to Facebook stalk people. (It is WAY creepy.)
  • My friends will never move away. (They will.)
  • Gordon will do all the work at Puppets. (This might actually be true.)
  • I can learn important things from the people on Reddit. (Just... No.)
Alright. 2009 will probably be mostly okay. Every year is, really.



So, I may not remember anything that happened after 1:00 last night, but at least I didn't kill a unicorn in my bathtub, like whoever lives here:

Or get champagne on my ceiling. Poor Pleasuredome kids...
(I did get quite a lot on my pants, however.)

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