So, keeping it real, these are my goals for 2010:
1. Stop freaking out so much.
Even though I hear it cracks some people up, I do it too much and nothing (so far) really bad's ever happened. I need to work on being secure in my own beeswax.
2. Learn to laugh at bad jokes. Or, banal bullsit in general.
Sounds dumb, but I think this is the reason I have been effectively shunned in a few situations (work). I just don't have the social-coping ability to fake interest in (fill in the blank), and it's made me a pariah.
3. Eliminate all that I do not wear from my wardrobe, and replace these things with awesomer clothes.
My closet is packed with things that I have never, and will never wear. I have so many clothes that I can't move in my room, thanks to my trigger finger while online shopping (where you can't eyeball that that thing'll fit you!)...yet I wear one pair of jeans and two shirts all the live-long day.
4. Do something different with my hair.
My hair is awesome, though. Maybe a new hairband.
5. Agressive-fy my 401(k)
I already did this, so it's cheating. And it's a lame thing to talk about doing...but fuck it I am IN MY THIRTIES.
6. Become a better housekeeper.
I have nothing but time and 600 sq. feet. There's no reason for me to have things growing in my sink.
7. Renew my passport.
Just in case. The paperwork sits half-filled-out in my inbox. (poke poke)
8. Be less annoyed with other people, taming the rage.
And I mean, without the cunning use of booze. I need to loosen up.
9. Read considerably more.
The Frisky's sex articles and Twitter don't count.
10. Make more money.
Somehow. I miss jet-setting.
Also: the song of the year for me for 2009 was a slam-dunk.
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1 comments:
I geeked out a little bit on this one... I introduced you to this song :D
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