Wednesday, January 09, 2008

Is There a 30-day Return Policy on New Years? Mine Didn't Come With an Instruction Manual

So let me get this part out of the way before I dive into what I mean by today's title:

2007 closed with the earning of the (possibly sticking) nickname of Louisville Slugger (if you don't know, I'm not sure you really want to find out) and continued proof that real friends make events/parties/etc. memorable. Thanks, guys (5 of ya, and you know who...and who not), for honestly the best Alegria party I've been to. (WHAAAT!)

Which brings me to:
My 2008 did not come with an instruction manual or even a troubleshooting or FAQ booklet. It is the 9th day of the year; not even in the double digits yet, but more has been thrown into it than I can wrap my head around, both personally and out there in the pop-world.

1. Right off the bat, as in the ball barely touched ground and in the hours close following, I learned that I have the friends I need and want. Adding one outsider, even for just a get together causes me to become hypersensative to how much bs the five of us don't even get close to dealing with, and how much bs one person can display in a relatively short time span. The end result of such a combination may always end in some Dazzling Display, leaving people feebly "beep bop boop"ing in its wake. There's a reason why water isn't H30.

2. If I cry for some minute reason one more time...so always pull an impromptu slumber party so you don't have to wake up a lone the next day if you're feeling a little 'off.'

3. Tailspin, that's what I was sent into around 8:30p on the SECOND. Came home to find my apartment window forced open and my Ninetndo Wii, games, LAPTOP and Starbucks backpack (good riddance) gone. Calling the police is the absolute last thing anyone wants to do or deal with the day after a weekend of decadance; leaving it at that. Commence 4 days of NO computer access as the anxiety of finding a job quickly weighs heavier and heavier.

4. Blessed with the ability to confidently make rash decisions (for better or for worse) blessed me with two wonderful days of sleeping through DVD after DVD of Friends, guilt free. For the first time ever.

5. A previous employer (remaining nameless) is absolutely DUMB when it comes to HR and Payroll issues. Thank-you for my full paycheck and additional vacation payout for time I never had. Add this to the list of "reasons to jump ship, and fast."

6. Crying for no reason? Try taking the Christmas decorations down. They should automatically turn to dust or whatever come Epiphany.

7. Not having a computer....I may as well been churning my own butter and sending Pony Express.

8. Not having a computer....makes a $300 purchase at one of the "wholesale" stores on every corner in lower mid-town a completely logical and sound investment as long as I can connect to the Internet in the comfort of my own home.

9. Three job offers and counting. I'm now almost scared into indecision that I'll pick another dud like last time.

10. 2008 is the Year of the Boyfriend...no it's not...yes it is....no its not...yes it is.

11. Britney understandably had that meltdown that Perez Hilton has probably been taking bets on over on his blog on when it would finally happen. The world watched; two major primary elections came and went; but it was a bigger outrage that Dr. Phill once again stuck his big self-riteous nose in someone's business and passed judgement. Word to the doc: when you start to follow your own weight loss advice, then I'll believe you function in this dimension.

12. Britney - I feel for you and pray for you, honestly. Do whatever it is that you want to do and need to do to stay true to yourself. I'm sorry that our misguided media attention on your personal life continues to overshadow the good things you do and the truly awful things that continue to go on around the world. It's their issue, not yours.

13. And again to the media, so she gets a little choked up while expressing true emotion over how she no longer wants to see this country digress and/or resist change and you TEAR HER APART? You link it to her third place finish in Iowa. Guess Hilary once again gave the big finger to you yesterday after New Hampshire.

14. When you lose count of sexual playtime this early in the game, its time to re-evaluate. But it's being done with a ciggy in my mouth and a stupid satisfied grin on my face that makes me look cartoonish. And that trumps blue balls any day.

15. And the overhanging cloud to all of this: the 24/7 thinking about what my accomplishment and explorations will be this year. Focusing down to more gym time (go-go by 30) and getting out of the L train radius and finding a new vice.

I could go on and on an on, honestly. less than 200 hours have passed in this new year and I'm finding myself wishing I could delegate parts of my life out to others.

Oh and a preview of what's to come?
Interviews and salary negotiations
New Hire training
The Black Man moving in
Valentines Day (fuck it), and
a new Janet Jackson album.

Talk about March coming in like a lion (kitty swipe.) Which beggs the question, "Am I bovvered? Me? Face? On Atkins, I'll take it without the bun?, Mask?, Bovvered?"

Comments:
This was an awesome/funny read man...
 
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