At this time last year I was preparing for a wild night on the town, while daring to leave a
Crazy Christian Internet Girl in my apartment all alone. I went out with
Mike and Kate and my awesome roommate
Steve.
I started a
new job working from home, which took me to
Las Vegas.
I've
loved,
I've lost, and I've
loved again. Then
I lost again.
I made a film, Went on a date and
subsequently got my car towed and I discovered
Ninja Mannequin Feet. I
rode my bike all the way up and down Brooklyn.
I went
swimming. My doctor recommend against
getting tested for STDs. I got tested anyway. Clean!
Oh, and I was accused of
being an axe-murderer. Okay, not quite. I paid off my
college loans.
I
quit the working-from-home job and started another one. Felt good about it, too.
I fell in love with my hometown again. And remembered the
games we play. Photographed
Mike and Karly's wedding. Photographed
Paul and Kari's wedding.
I
met The
Slackmistress and her awesome husband
BeTheBoy.
I
turned thirty. And survived. Bet you didn't have an
opera singer sing you happy birthday. I broke my glasses and fell in love with eggrolls. All in the
same blog entry.
I
connected with strangers, had a
not-so-great Thanksgiving, which was remedied by a
nice Christmas. Also, I was reminded that
Love IS Possible. Just maybe
not for me. Or maybe it is. Much to
reflect upon.
Drinks tonight with Mike and Kate!
2008 is upon us.