Jan 02, 2009 10:33
I hate the idea of New Year resolutions, as cliché as that is. Everyday I resolve to do something; whether it be getting up in the morning or doing something terrible because I am bored and want to laugh. Me and Arty made PJs earlier in the week for a PJ New Year Party. I am really bad with a sewing machine, and my jam wouldn't have turned out so well if it wasn't for Arty. He got some skillz, yo!
For Christmas my friends got me books. Books titled things like "Faking it: how to seem like a better person without actually improving yourself" and books filled with forbidden knowledge in the vein of how to steal an ATM and get away with it. I'm glad my friends support my choice to be a terrible person.
I watched this thing on The Discovery Channel about Shaolin Kung Fu and the training they do. I've decided I will become a Warrior Monk. That shit is epic. It'll be like I'm the bad guy in every 70's Kung Fu movie. Actually, it would probably be more along the lines of a lame Ghost Dog, but whatever. I may have actually lost my mind.