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Wednesday, December 31, 2003
Gib mir wieder etwas schönes:
As I sit here contemplating what I will say in my obligatory year-end wrap-up post, I sit in my living room listening to techno music coming from the apartment to my left and "Sweet Caroline" by Neil Diamond coming from the apartment to my right. Since the current song on my playlist is Interpol's "NYC", I can hear the traffic noise from the freeway through the window and my cat is purring quite loudly, I am experiencing quite a surreal, eclectic barrage of auditory stimuli. Seems kind of appropriate, given the year I had.
However, I am not going to write a summary of the past year because you've heard it all here already. Instead, I am going to take a cue from Newsweek, which dedicates its annual year-end issue to discussing who and what to pay attention to in the coming year. (Not only that, but they had Jon Stewart on the cover of that issue, and he's one of my favorite comedians ever, and if I wasn't already going to marry Eddie Izzard I'd probably propose to Jon.)
In the year to come, I intend to do the following:
Join the gym in my office building. This has nothing to do with any kind of resolution to go on a diet or lose weight or any of that crap, because I am generally happy with my body. It's about making sure my body is strong and having an outlet where I can physically release stress. Besides, the membership fee is reasonable and includes yoga, pilates, and ballet classes, and I've always wanted to become so flexible that I can put both legs behind my head at the same time. Yes, I'll post pictures when that happens.
Pay off my car loan. I have decided to make double payments each month on my auto loan, because I would really like to have it paid off by the end of 2004. Then I will own it outright, and can lease a ridiculous sports car if I feel like it.
Pay off my credit card debt. It's really not much at all, and I can pay it off in about 3 months. I just hate carrying a fucking balance on my credit cards. I make enough to pay this shit off and be 100% debt-free by the end of the year. It makes me feel all tingly just thinking about it.
Work more on writing. I've been talking about sending book proposals to several publishers for both technical and non-technical subjects, and I keep procrastinating because I'm an asshat. However, I think I stand a pretty good chance of getting the technical books published, since I've got two published tech geek books under my belt already, and I'm writing articles and speaking at conferences about said techie subject matter, so I'm just going to fucking go for it. And if I don't get a publisher for the non-techie book I want to write, I'm going to self-publish. Damn it.
Travel to the following places: Boston for a conference, Providence to see Kerry, Philly to see my big brother get married, New York because I miss it, the west coast of Ireland because it's just someplace I feel I need to go, England to visit Emma again, Scotland to do a distillery tour, and Vegas twice - once to take Shane to strip clubs and bars for his 30th birthday and a second time to take Robbie Rob to entirely different strip clubs and bars for his 21st birthday.
Stop making excuses not to follow my heart and just fucking do it.
In the TMI department: I launched a pill diary to discuss my adventures with oral contraceptives. Because it's not uterme, it's uterus.
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