11:40 a.m. - 2006-01-02
good night moon
It is day 2 of 2006.
The year I will refer to from now on as the "LAST YEAR OF MY 20'S" in just 5 months I will be 29.
I know that 30 and the new 20 or something but Im not believing the marketing lacky who tried to make bonus by sucking up to some aging woman boss by telling her that 50 was the new 30. Screw you.
I actually cried when I realised it.
I only realised it because in a moment of confusion I asked J how old I was going to be this year because I honestly couldnt remember for a second.
I think I just expected there to be more by now. You know what I mean?
anyways on with the show.
I took a peek back a year ago to see what I resolved for 2005.
LOSE WEIGHT
and I did BUT then I gained it back BUT then I lose some again...BUT then the holidays came and a diet of chocolate and booze took over and breakfast became cookies and eggnog replaced water. So welcome back 5lbs.
But instead of just saying "Im going to lose weight" Im actually putting my money where my mouth is this year.
I joined a gym.
I plan to spend my last year in my 20's looking like it was the first year.
Last year we were excited because we were going to buy a house.
Obviously we have not because I would have invited you all around for tea.
By tea I mean booze.
But Id still have the tiny sandwiches and cakes. What kind of hostess do you think I am!
The reason we did not buy a house is because I have been fired/let go/downsized/laid off/canned/sacked from 2 jobs.
I will know about this job at the end of this month. Every appendage I own it crossed thrice over. I like my new job. I get paid more than any other job, it is fairly simple and they have trained me in an area I think I could go into. They make/license ringtone. Which is ironic as I dont have a cellphone. Im holding out for one that will also do my dishes.
Once that is finalised and some more $$ saved up we can finally begin house hunting.
J thinks around April or May.
Im still not engaged.
Its become a bit of joke now really.
I actually said to J last night.
"You dont want to marry me"
of course he said "you know I do"
and I said
"no you dont because if you did you would have already"
Im scared of 30 and he's scared of marriage. Obviously we are perfect for each other.
I went to school last year. It was suppose to be the start of 5 years towards a b.a. in english lit. I got a final mark of a B+ and then since I had lost my job could not afford to keep going.
I still want to though. It did bring me some satisfaction to be able to say to my father that I am the only one in our family to ever go to University. So there.
2005 was a tough year for many people.
There was a lot of tragedy in the world and a lot of suffering.
But in the end we survived 2005.
Unfortunately I cannot think of anything good that rhymes with six.
We'll get our kicks in '06?
do the splits?
play pick up sticks?
eat chex mix?
we can fix?
how many licks?
take your picks....
Things will have to get better now.
For everyone.
And you know why?
Because I smell like Marshmallows.
and no evil can come to harm anyone I know because of that.
My fridge is half full of beer and cheese.
Yesterday I made mac and cheese with a variety of gourmet cheeses.
It was very good.
Im drinking wine.
Its just after noon.
