Now is the time when I resolve to start doing or stop doing certain things in anticipation of a glorious new year. Begin anew, rejoice in the miraculous rebirth of self, or some other flaccid platitude.
Without further ado:
- Get ripped like exercise crazed Navy Seal on speed.
- Find job that leaves me creatively, emotionally, spiritually, financially, cosmically, holistically, and fundamentally satisfied.
- Make the perfect bowl of oatmeal.
- Begin creative writing: screenplay, novel, short story. Anything.
- Regrow hair.
- Lose those last nagging ten pounds.
- Travel to a warm, salty place and chillax.
- Prepare for the singularity.
3 comments:
You don't want a satisfying job. Those are for "happy" people.
Oh, and your resolutions stink! I think you should follow my lead. After all, I am brilliant, and I am always satisfied (and happy).
The perfect bowl of oatmeal sounds attainable.
Oh! and a pony! You should definitely get a pony this year.
Which means changing the name of the blog to, I'D RATHER HAVE A PONY IN FRONT OF ME.
Also, one of my resolutions is to spend less time spilling soft drinks in other people's cars. I really think I can do it this year!
I prefer a perfect bowl of catfood. Oh wait! Every bowl of catfood is perfect.
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