Katie’s coworkers reacted to her new boots (she WORE THEM AT WORK for the last half of the shift, they is that comfy) with a gratifying display of jealousy, appreciation and WTF that her mOm would spend that much money on her.
Wednesday, probably, I go have dins with my old beau from the bike shop. Looking forward to catching up with him. It didn’t work out between us (he has a sweetie in Seattle, where have I heard THAT before) but I still appreciate him for his complete and blithe disregard for whatever is fashionable in favour of what he likes.
Check this out. Laughed my ass off. http://www.informationisbeautiful.net/visualizations/horoscoped/ It is a wordcloud of all the words in 22000 horoscopes, with A COMPLETELY GENERIC horoscope at the end. So much for augury…..
Per the tarot reading which said I have so many, I have prepared my new years resolutions. Being ten in number, as recommended.
Remember to bring cans, rice and pasta for the food bank at least 3 out of 4 Food Bank Sundays. I keep forgetting and it really feels bad.
Prep for taking on the duties of a Secretary at Beacon (I expect to be acclaimed, and still no Treasurer, bah). Since this involves a lovely long lunch with Carol and Sue on my dime, I can’t imagine this one taking too long to tick off.
Lose 20 pounds by this time next year. Awk, oh well.
Attend at least one Humanist meeting, even though there are two regular attendees whose smooth and seemingly impenetrable pomposity I would like to test a laser on. Oh Allegra you are really doing them a favour aren’t you.
Attend at least one Lunch Bunch meeting. It means I have to be on vacation or take a day off, but I have an evol plan for that. It means connecting with some of the church elders, whom we do not have with us forever. Their wisdom and humour is the reason I keep going back to church and yet I never socialize with them. Wrongo me bucko, as they say.
Go to one open mic per month, except in January. I plan to map out the ones closest to the house thanks to http://www.openmicvancouver.com/
Gather up all my homilies for publication. Yeah, I know. I will self-publish but it’s easy to do for cheap and I’m enjoying the notion of my mother having something to send her strict Christian relatives.
Monetize the web site. Yes, start selling shit or advertising. Seeing as how I will have to stop linking all over the web thanks to SOPA, I might as well start covering costs, cheap as they are.
Track the amount of time I spend watching TV (this, not the weight loss, is the real asskicker).
Get good or at least fun at making hats for cats and steampunk jewelry. Cindy says she will tutah me. Might even be a revenue stream, who knows. It won’t be until I’ve recovered the $100 I’ve spent on supplies – I am keeping track.
And there you have it. 2012 will be all about connecting and creativity. And hopefully some relief for my poor tubby knees.