Day 01 →
My favorite songDay 02 →
My favorite movieDay 03 →
My favorite television programDay 04 →
My favorite bookDay 05 →
My favorite quoteDay 06 →
Whatever strikes my fancyDay 07 →
A photo that makes me happyDay 08 →
A photo that makes me sad Day 09 →
A photo that I tookDay 10 →
A photo of me, taken at least 10 years agoDay 11 →
A photo of me, taken recentlyDay 12 →
Whatever strikes my fancyDay 13 →
A fictional bookDay 14 →
A non-fictional bookDay 15 →
A fanficDay 16 →
A song that makes me cry (or almost)Day 17 →
A piece of artDay 18 →
Whatever tickles my fancyDay 19 →
A talent of mineDay 20 →
A hobby of mineDay 21 →
A recipeDay 22 →
A websiteDay 23 →
A YouTube videoDay 24 →
Whatever tickles my fancyDay 25 →
My day, in great detailDay 26 →
My week, in great detail Day 27 → This month, in great detail
Really? I didn't blog enough about this? It was mostly work, with a couple of servings of concerts and holiday disgruntlement.
Day 28 → This year, in great detail
Again, really? OK.
January: work, mostly
February: work, some fanfic writing
March: more work, more shows
April: paper accepted (more work), fangirl funtimes (gimme that Patrick Stump!)
May: work, plus some good concerts (BUTCH WALKER, GUYS)
June: a little bit of work, interrupted by Bonnaroo and pneumonia
July: pneumonia continued, back to work
August: work, with a whole lot of travel in between, including a family wedding & Chicago/MSP for fangirl funtimes and Discos (done, and done!)
September: work, travel, work, Falloutboys
October: work, travel, work, family visits, ACL (more Dave Grohl, plz), work, travel for work
November: Ludo, Thanksgiving
December: posting every day
Day 29 → Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
I don't really do resolutions, as such, because I find them counterproductive. I'd like to be happy and healthy and still employed in the new year, and wish the same for everyone else here.
Day 30 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Well, I'm pretty tickled by
this twitpic. I just can't help but smile. I mean, really? How many people can you fit into a bathroom safely, along with sharp objects and a cameraphone? And om nom hair?