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Huh. Looks like I managed an entry for every day in December, save for five. Of which three are excusable because I was moving from Chicago back home for a bit. And now it's almost January again. Darnit... that always happens. And this time around I'm going to be 19... that lovely age that just doesn't seem to exist. If you are not 19, do you know anyone that is 19? No, I didn't think so. No one in the world is actually 19. Perhaps all 19 year olds just lie about their age. My goodness, in another year I'll be almost twenty. Heh, I remember when I turned ten I told my mom that I was officially a decade old, and she looked at me strange and said "No you're not!" and I told her yes, I am, because a decade is ten years! And she said something like "Oh, yeah. I guess you're right."
So, I imagine at some point today (before I go to work, or possibly some time after midnight if I don't end up going straight from work to my friend's New Year's par-tay) I'll be making some big long nostalgic entry about the past year. Because it's just in my nature to do something like that, and it's a good excuse to write. I also need to work out some sort of New Year's resolution. I'm leaning towards "I need to write more" because that's an easier resolution to keep, and I actually like to write, but I need to make an effort to make time for it. Maybe while I'm out shopping today I'll find myself a nice little notebook I can keep in one of my pockets and just carry around with me so I can write down all those weird little things I hear people say during the day, and all those weird little musings I have.
But alas, I don't have time to ramble any longer here, because I'm going shopping. I will undoubtedly be back again today to write down this exceedingly weird dream I had last night (involving being chased in my mom's car and deciding to create a new identity for myself and a Giant Eagle flower shop far south of here, and stealing posters from a business waay at the top of some building). And little towns sort of drawn onto the grass... and I'm trying to write down clues so I can remember it later. Woo!
So, I imagine at some point today (before I go to work, or possibly some time after midnight if I don't end up going straight from work to my friend's New Year's par-tay) I'll be making some big long nostalgic entry about the past year. Because it's just in my nature to do something like that, and it's a good excuse to write. I also need to work out some sort of New Year's resolution. I'm leaning towards "I need to write more" because that's an easier resolution to keep, and I actually like to write, but I need to make an effort to make time for it. Maybe while I'm out shopping today I'll find myself a nice little notebook I can keep in one of my pockets and just carry around with me so I can write down all those weird little things I hear people say during the day, and all those weird little musings I have.
But alas, I don't have time to ramble any longer here, because I'm going shopping. I will undoubtedly be back again today to write down this exceedingly weird dream I had last night (involving being chased in my mom's car and deciding to create a new identity for myself and a Giant Eagle flower shop far south of here, and stealing posters from a business waay at the top of some building). And little towns sort of drawn onto the grass... and I'm trying to write down clues so I can remember it later. Woo!
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