I have incessantly let the world know that my interest in a New Year's celebration goes from non-existent to, "Are you kidding me?" with every passing year. However, as luck, fate, or whatchaknow-whatchugonnacallit might have it, I know that the 31st of December can be a dangerous date.
That said, I don't do resolutions. Correct. I do NOT. Why? Because you need to propose a resolution to yourself on this day as much as you need to promise light to the depth of a cave - (p.s. : don't even).
I do, nonetheless, have several thoughts I'd like to solidify in 2013, mostly due to the fact that my sanity depends on them.
So! Chapter 2013. Page 1 (of 364):
1. Stop getting pOwned by your job. Yes, it pays the bills. Yes, it brings happiness forth (due to being able to pay said bills?), but that is what it is: an income, not life as a whole.
2. Exercise. Remember the exhilaration and the excitement? ... Me neither, but! I do remember the euphoria and the sudden emotional downgrade, which is essential to a good night's sleep!
3. Get a good night's sleep (like a decent one - not a crap 5-hour one. In fact: If you have slept less than 7 hours, GO BACK TO BED ...Maybe).
And that's it!
Seriously:
* Be pOwned NOT.
* Move it.
* ZZz's.
Sounds simple enough.
Now: let's see how I roll when sh*t hits the fan.
(Hopefully, like G.I. Jane ...with an asymmetrical Bob).
HmKay, 2013?
Thanx!
