Nights like this, when every single move I make is documented and scored for style points
Because I should like to think I never miss an opportunity to make note of perfect nights, and because I am a sucker for seeing the added link of another year appear in the archive...
Another New Year's celebration spent in the finest and most photogenic company one could ever get down on one's knees and beg for. I have my own reasons for knowing that 2010 has no choice but to make right of all that 2009 strived to make wrong or uncertain. I've seen the past year's events take their toll on those closest to me, but it seemed that the end of the calendar year brought flickering lights at the end of many of our tunnels. I am proud to have raised my glass and toasted to you all, knowing that nothing can get in our way if we continue ringing in the years together.
We may not look like much, but if I were you, 2010, I would certainly not fuck with us.
On a side note, it may be time to stop being redundant in the "writing about writing" sense, as it may become tedious to reword and adjust as I make my way through the 200+ printed and spiral-bound pages of the last five years of my life. This is one New Year's Resolution that will not fall to the wayside as the cold months grow warmer. I don't think I could forget the feat that lies ahead of me now if I tried.
For love, for hope, for confidence, and for family (blood or otherwise)... I wish you all the very best in this new year, and this new decade.
Another New Year's celebration spent in the finest and most photogenic company one could ever get down on one's knees and beg for. I have my own reasons for knowing that 2010 has no choice but to make right of all that 2009 strived to make wrong or uncertain. I've seen the past year's events take their toll on those closest to me, but it seemed that the end of the calendar year brought flickering lights at the end of many of our tunnels. I am proud to have raised my glass and toasted to you all, knowing that nothing can get in our way if we continue ringing in the years together.
We may not look like much, but if I were you, 2010, I would certainly not fuck with us.
On a side note, it may be time to stop being redundant in the "writing about writing" sense, as it may become tedious to reword and adjust as I make my way through the 200+ printed and spiral-bound pages of the last five years of my life. This is one New Year's Resolution that will not fall to the wayside as the cold months grow warmer. I don't think I could forget the feat that lies ahead of me now if I tried.
For love, for hope, for confidence, and for family (blood or otherwise)... I wish you all the very best in this new year, and this new decade.