Happy New Year
Well, well, well...
I'm glad that's over.
2007 was the worst year I've had in a while.
I was "promoted" to a job I didn't really want that much, that they wound up telling me not to do, for far less money than I should have been paid. But that was alright because they fired me after six months.
I had grand plans for starting a business during the latter six months, which I failed, fairly significantly.
I had my heart broken badly, twice, within a few months of each other, by women who didn't know, didn't care, or both.
My grandmother passed away.
I can think of a gazillion things that didn't go wrong in '07, but I'm not going to name them, mostly out of a sense of superstition.
Here's looking at you, 2008, and all the things coming our way. I know things could be worse than last year, but I'm really hoping they're not.
I will complete my thirtieth year of existence on this mortal coil in the upcoming frame, not that I'll tell anybody when that is( Hint: If it seems like I've disappeared for a few weeks, it's very likely near my birthday, although if I make any money this year I may disappear more often than that.)
I will enter back into the lands of the gainfully employed, because my nefarious schemes to avoid such did not bear fruit. The state of being gainfully employed will not prohibit me from chasing those wild dreams, and hopefully I will break the shackles of employment by this time next year. I suspect I will own my domicile by then, be it of the "manufactured", or "mobile" variety, which would be clever, because my long term plan was to be rid of my personal debt and own my house by the time I was thirty, and I'd like to get somewhere near some portion of that, even if my debt is growing, and my residence couldn't be considered to be a "house" per se.
To you my friend in the North: You seem to be inhabiting the malaise I shrugged off a few years ago (I managed to find another to replace it.) I'm not sure exactly why you're trudging the same dusky pathways, while you're there you might as well trim the hedges, they were overgrown then, I can only imagine how stifling they must be now. A little exercise and you should be right as rain. Also, extensive work on your psyche, but you already knew that.
To you my friend in the East: You will be able to follow my lead and discover the same sort of riches. But until then keep making your beautiful music.
To you my friend in the lands of my youth: Beer. Umm, and study hard, and graduate, and stuff. Because those things are, like, important and stuff. Really.
To you my friend in the lands I dwell now: Thank you.
To everyone else: Keep on keepin' on. You're awesome.
That's pretty much everything clever I can think of at the moment. I'll spend the next 360 or so days trying to come up with something inspirational, I swear. Or not.
Until then,
See you on the flipside,
The Dude Abides
I'm glad that's over.
2007 was the worst year I've had in a while.
I was "promoted" to a job I didn't really want that much, that they wound up telling me not to do, for far less money than I should have been paid. But that was alright because they fired me after six months.
I had grand plans for starting a business during the latter six months, which I failed, fairly significantly.
I had my heart broken badly, twice, within a few months of each other, by women who didn't know, didn't care, or both.
My grandmother passed away.
I can think of a gazillion things that didn't go wrong in '07, but I'm not going to name them, mostly out of a sense of superstition.
Here's looking at you, 2008, and all the things coming our way. I know things could be worse than last year, but I'm really hoping they're not.
I will complete my thirtieth year of existence on this mortal coil in the upcoming frame, not that I'll tell anybody when that is( Hint: If it seems like I've disappeared for a few weeks, it's very likely near my birthday, although if I make any money this year I may disappear more often than that.)
I will enter back into the lands of the gainfully employed, because my nefarious schemes to avoid such did not bear fruit. The state of being gainfully employed will not prohibit me from chasing those wild dreams, and hopefully I will break the shackles of employment by this time next year. I suspect I will own my domicile by then, be it of the "manufactured", or "mobile" variety, which would be clever, because my long term plan was to be rid of my personal debt and own my house by the time I was thirty, and I'd like to get somewhere near some portion of that, even if my debt is growing, and my residence couldn't be considered to be a "house" per se.
To you my friend in the North: You seem to be inhabiting the malaise I shrugged off a few years ago (I managed to find another to replace it.) I'm not sure exactly why you're trudging the same dusky pathways, while you're there you might as well trim the hedges, they were overgrown then, I can only imagine how stifling they must be now. A little exercise and you should be right as rain. Also, extensive work on your psyche, but you already knew that.
To you my friend in the East: You will be able to follow my lead and discover the same sort of riches. But until then keep making your beautiful music.
To you my friend in the lands of my youth: Beer. Umm, and study hard, and graduate, and stuff. Because those things are, like, important and stuff. Really.
To you my friend in the lands I dwell now: Thank you.
To everyone else: Keep on keepin' on. You're awesome.
That's pretty much everything clever I can think of at the moment. I'll spend the next 360 or so days trying to come up with something inspirational, I swear. Or not.
Until then,
See you on the flipside,
The Dude Abides
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