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I bought a new computer. Nothing fancy, with just enough function that I can play around with the interweb, my music, my pictures, and maybe some video. I can put my iTunes and Netflix on this which I couldn't do on my work one.
Essentially my resolutions are always the same: read more, write more, be better in a general sense. It usually goes to pot around, oh the 2nd week of whenever I've made the statement: new year or just a new month. Em & I made a January resolution not to drink for a month. A little detox if you will. I actually always think back and remember that while I've had fun times while drinking, generally, I do enough really regrettable things that it's not worth it. I don't want to be that person. That person that relies on drinking to be social. I come and go on the issue depending on what my most recent memory is. Currently, I can do without.
I overslept this morning. It's a grand way to start out the new year: not going to the gym and going in late to work. There isn't a specific time that I have to be at work, but I feel a little bad, in a walk of shame sort of way, when I roll in 10 or later. The college life-style really hasn't worn off. Probably doesn't help that I'm only listening to music circa 2005, an awesome year personally, but one can't make the past the present.
In agenda-y things, Nashville at the end of the month, Richmond in February, Chicago in April (anyone down to go?), and RI in June. This town is feeling a little claustrophic. I can see why people like it, but then all of a sudden, need to get out. I don't think it's my manic-ness. It's feeling more and more small town and less and less big city. I kind of want to keep it even. I tend to want to jump ship when I feel let down, but it's too early; not to early to start planning for elsewhere, but too early to throw everything in my car and peace out. I probably just need a new tattoo. That kills the nerves.
Essentially my resolutions are always the same: read more, write more, be better in a general sense. It usually goes to pot around, oh the 2nd week of whenever I've made the statement: new year or just a new month. Em & I made a January resolution not to drink for a month. A little detox if you will. I actually always think back and remember that while I've had fun times while drinking, generally, I do enough really regrettable things that it's not worth it. I don't want to be that person. That person that relies on drinking to be social. I come and go on the issue depending on what my most recent memory is. Currently, I can do without.
I overslept this morning. It's a grand way to start out the new year: not going to the gym and going in late to work. There isn't a specific time that I have to be at work, but I feel a little bad, in a walk of shame sort of way, when I roll in 10 or later. The college life-style really hasn't worn off. Probably doesn't help that I'm only listening to music circa 2005, an awesome year personally, but one can't make the past the present.
In agenda-y things, Nashville at the end of the month, Richmond in February, Chicago in April (anyone down to go?), and RI in June. This town is feeling a little claustrophic. I can see why people like it, but then all of a sudden, need to get out. I don't think it's my manic-ness. It's feeling more and more small town and less and less big city. I kind of want to keep it even. I tend to want to jump ship when I feel let down, but it's too early; not to early to start planning for elsewhere, but too early to throw everything in my car and peace out. I probably just need a new tattoo. That kills the nerves.