Whoa. Today is the last day of 2011. That went by fast. What have I accomplished this year? I have:
- gained some weight
- lost some hair
- broken a bone
- passed a kidney stone
From this we can infer that the human body is indeed God’s finest joke. Also I have:
- published a novel
- and some stories
- had a host of adventures
So, not too bad. Next year I am starting a new job teaching humanities at my local community college. Next year I also hope to:
- finish my next novel
- and some stories
- have a host more adventures
- not break any bones
- not pass any kidney stones
- maybe reproduce. I’ll pencil that in.
We’re also going to have to move. Moving sucks. Nothing like moving to make you ponder burning all your books. Because–things that are dense:
- bricks
- black holes
- books
So, 2012 resolutions:
- collect plush animals
- take up pillow making
- basically, a light-weight hobby, is what I’m saying.
Happy new year, everybody!
People who romanticize owning lots of books have never moved! That’s what I think. Good luck with novel-finishing.
Indeed. And thank you on the novel thing. How is it having two summers in a row? Is it awesome or kind of maddening?