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I have been criticized in the past (a few hours ago) for not updating this more frequently (hi Alana), and I realized it is true: I never update this thing. Mainly because nothing really strikes me as fascinating enough to merit wasting my time typing.
So, while sitting here drinking my special little after-work treat (some rum Emma's cousin left in our freezer three months ago) and listening to some craptastic music (Gwen Stefani, stop it), I decided now is as good a time as ever to post things that don't, and will not ever, matter.
So for you, my four readers (hi Alana, Emma, my mom and...myself - though I have a sneaking suspicion the cat knows how to read and uses my computer while I'm at work), I shall post for you my New Year's Resolutions. Now before you say, "Hey! Slacker-asshole! You're a little late!" I will remind you all that I am Asian, and operating on the Chinese New Year. Which may or may not have been recently. I will first apoloize for any typos that may occur, as some of my computer keys are boycotting me. And also because, as previously stated, I had some rum.
So without further ado, my New Year's resolutions:
1. Get more subscriptions to catalogues.
2. Learn how to spell "catalogues".
3. Find Ingrid to re-fill my rum. ITS NOT GONNA RE-FILL ITSELF, DAMMIT!
4. Not have a baby.
5. Not get married.
6. Stop missing The O.C. RIP, The O.C.
7. INGRID, WHERE IS MY RUM!? WE'RE RUNNING OUT OF TIME!
Oh, here it is! Less type-y, more drink-y.
So, while sitting here drinking my special little after-work treat (some rum Emma's cousin left in our freezer three months ago) and listening to some craptastic music (Gwen Stefani, stop it), I decided now is as good a time as ever to post things that don't, and will not ever, matter.
So for you, my four readers (hi Alana, Emma, my mom and...myself - though I have a sneaking suspicion the cat knows how to read and uses my computer while I'm at work), I shall post for you my New Year's Resolutions. Now before you say, "Hey! Slacker-asshole! You're a little late!" I will remind you all that I am Asian, and operating on the Chinese New Year. Which may or may not have been recently. I will first apoloize for any typos that may occur, as some of my computer keys are boycotting me. And also because, as previously stated, I had some rum.
So without further ado, my New Year's resolutions:
1. Get more subscriptions to catalogues.
2. Learn how to spell "catalogues".
3. Find Ingrid to re-fill my rum. ITS NOT GONNA RE-FILL ITSELF, DAMMIT!
4. Not have a baby.
5. Not get married.
6. Stop missing The O.C. RIP, The O.C.
7. INGRID, WHERE IS MY RUM!? WE'RE RUNNING OUT OF TIME!
Oh, here it is! Less type-y, more drink-y.