Happy New Year everyone! My one goal of the new year is to actually use my date book. I used to have a waitress memory ? well, a good waitress memory not the kind that forgets your fries ? but now I have the memory of a computer drone. Which means I wake up in the middle of the night panicking about something I forgot to do. Sometimes it?s a big thing (my cousin?s Bat Mitvah) sometimes it?s a little thing (return a dvd) but I always have to have something nagging me. I think I am trying to relive childhood tendencies of irresponsibility. It?s amazing to think of the patterns we unwittingly repeat throughout our adulthood. We as in me ? not you. You are perfect and completely emotionally healthy. But I was wondering why I refuse to get my life in order and it?s simply that it?s not something I?m used to, it feels foreign and weird to me if I don?t have the parental voices of Netflix ringing in my ears. But I?m not considering it a resolution ? I?m approaching it in a completely utilitarian way. I have a Slingshot organizer that happens to start on January 1st so I must use it. The awful part is that I have absolutely no idea where I put it. Ba-dum-dum. No, really I don?t. And I think I lost my digital camera, too.
Anyways, here's to a great year of tofu and cupcakes and murdering poor helpless broccolis.