Dec 28, 2011 22:34
[The camera comes to focus on Roxanne Ritchi's home office- in the distance, obscured, her cork board covered with papers and notes, photographs and lines, but the background is in soft focus, so none of it's legible. Roxanne herself -- cup of morning coffee, dressed and prepped for a day of work.]
[Conspicuously absent? Brainbots.]
Good Morning, City; we're just a few days out from the New Year. 2012 is slated to be the end of the world by the Mayan Calendar, though I'm pretty sure the last few predictions of the end of the world fell flat, so I'm not re-arranging my life to worry about it.
However, it's also the time for those pesky resolutions most of us don't keep-- the number one that people make is not to buck the Christmas pounds, but to spend more time with friends and family. A difficult proposition, here in the City, where friends may be far away and family nonexistent unless you're one of the lucky few.
Exercise and battling the pounds comes up as close second and third, though, so don't feel bad if you're in that boat -- you'll be in good company. Ditching bad habits like drinking and smoking, staying out of debt, enjoying life more, volunteering and getting organized-- they're all high on the list.
Me? I'm considering giving some heed to a friend's advice and looking into self-defense classes. Learning something new is in the top ten resolutions, so -- I guess I'm not alone in broadening my horizons. What about you, imPorts? We're on the cusp of another new year-- how are you going to change your life?
Or are you going to bother with making resolutions at all? If you're not making a change in your life--or resolving to, anyway--are you taking stock of what you've done in the City this last year? Was it crushing woes, or were there great successes? Did you find love? Get dumped? I got a new boss, bought a house, and rolled with the punches they City's swung at me.
So -- City, what was 2011 like for you, and where will you be on New Year's Eve, as 2012 comes to greet us, and what are you going to do with it, Porter willing?
[She takes up her coffee, smile still in place, and ends the feed. Then she records a couple of private messages and sends them out:]
[Private to Donna Troy]
I have a friend who thinks he might like to try his hand at music criticism. It's. Ah.
It's an alternate universe Roger Waters. I'm not kidding. I said I'd let you know, in case you're looking for a music reviewer at City Lights.
[Private to Hal Stewart]
[She's-- still got her smile on, but it's-- less vibrant, slightly more strained. But still, she needs to make this effort. For Hal, for Megamind-- for herself, as much as either of them.]
Hal. I'm-- sorry I haven't been in touch. I'd like to talk to you sometime, if that's alright?
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