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Good morning, 2oo8. 2oo7 was superb, and I'd like to reflect for a minute but I have plenty of memories already. Most importantly, six months ago I lost the "zero" key on my laptop and that's why I can't properly type the year. Also significant: independence vs. loneliness. I sealed the deal on my very first apartment, paid my own rent for the first time, legitimately supported myself for a hot minute. Met some incredible folks through my job and the SF community, read some great books and pursued a great interest in gender studies. Bought a nice vintage jacket on the last day of the year.
Very productive.
Things that didn't go as planned: just about everything, though nothing ended up in a way that I have a dying urge to change. Shit went haywire but every little thing is gonna be alright! Most disappointing moment of 2oo7: "Losing" those ridiculously sexy sunglasses in Dolores Park. Happiest moment of 2oo7: Taking a millisecond to declare that we were driving down to LA -- "let's leave now." See? Unexpected.
My time in New York is up and this was an unexpectedly pleasant visit. The 'burbs are comfortable but I'm over it, and I miss my home. I used to be really scared of this place, but we simply don't get along. There is no threat in Croton -- it just sucks.
At first I refused to make a resolution for o8, then I realized there's a lot that can be changed for the better. This week I'm coming out to my parents. No more excuses, just unexpectations. That's my only resolution.
Very productive.
Things that didn't go as planned: just about everything, though nothing ended up in a way that I have a dying urge to change. Shit went haywire but every little thing is gonna be alright! Most disappointing moment of 2oo7: "Losing" those ridiculously sexy sunglasses in Dolores Park. Happiest moment of 2oo7: Taking a millisecond to declare that we were driving down to LA -- "let's leave now." See? Unexpected.
My time in New York is up and this was an unexpectedly pleasant visit. The 'burbs are comfortable but I'm over it, and I miss my home. I used to be really scared of this place, but we simply don't get along. There is no threat in Croton -- it just sucks.
At first I refused to make a resolution for o8, then I realized there's a lot that can be changed for the better. This week I'm coming out to my parents. No more excuses, just unexpectations. That's my only resolution.