For anyone not in the know of this blog, I do NOT do just random new year's resolutions.
I do New Year's "goals"...things that are broken down to monthly goals so that they're easier to check off.
Needless to say, I really REALLY screwed up on 2008's goals. Ask me how many I accomplished. No really, ask. I dare you. And then I dare you to listen to hours of my excuses to why I was too much of a lazy ass to get any of them done.
So now it's time for a new goals...and dammit, i WILL stick to them. Please don't shoot me for recycling some stuff for last year's goals.
EVERY Month:
1. Okay, time to frickin' do monthly breast exams. I don't feel like i'm grown up enough to do them, and I don't think my 32As (Bs if i'm lucky) have enough tissue to actually GET cancer, but fine...I'll do it.
2. Vitamins. For real. I became an avid flosser after I got braces because I didn't want to get plaque marks, and I've been anal about it ever since. Now it's time to be equally obsessive about vitamins, supplements, whatever it takes to make my hair thick again and to compensate for my crappy-assed diet.
January
- complete my other website about cube life(it's already up if you're bored but it's nowhere near complete, email me for the link 'cause i'm not posting it here)
February
- Create the Team Bitches website
March
- got a few books that I need to hanker down and read...it'll be me, wine, and my books
April
- time to seriously just sell the last chunk of crap off ebay
May
At this point...honestly...to revisit my goals...'cause I can't even think that far in advance.
Ugh. 2009. Another year older.
I had to edit to add...
You know what? SUCK IT. When i grow up I want to be fabulous. I want to be Andrea Belladonna (Jennifer Esposito's character on Samantha Who?)...brilliance:
"Oh, I will be SO happy when you've finally experienced everything and that spark of wonder in your eyes finally goes dark again!"
"I hoped you were dead! I mean I heard you were dead. And then I hoped it was true."
"Honey, I'm an attorney. Web of deceit is where I get my mail."
So...2009 is going to be the year of fabulousness. It means not being apologetic for my shallow and age-fearing ways. Oh I'll give back to the world, don't you worry. But dammit...that's the overall plan.
Along with making sure I don't get breast cancer.
1 comment:
I was waaaaay too drunk to even think of a New Years resolution when the ball dropped, I didn't even put much thinking into it before but I think the one thing I want to do is take better care of myself this year and be more financially responsible. Both very tough. :P
You'll need to email me that link to your other blog, I might have some content to share with you. :)
I'm so sorry I didn't respond at 3am EST when you sms'd me, I was dead asleep... Too much tequila.
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