Time to reflect upon the past year.
I've had my heart broken 1.4 times.
I've found a girlfriend, whom I love. (Though admittedly I sometimes worry about her. I guess it's my nature.)
I've "double-upgraded" to nine.
My left arm has seen a lot of abuse.
I gave myself a rude awakening about my lack of omnipotency.
I have an "imaginary friend", Jim, the spectral spectator.
I now like mango juice.
Project Rebirth.
I wrote about how selfish and unfeeling the characters of To Kill A Mockingbird are.
I've had a dog temporarily, and gained two more cats.
I've been incredibly clever and phenomenally dim-witted.
I've started a blog.
I've become addicted to Webkinz, Munchkin, and Guitar Hero.
My lizard has moved from upstairs to downstairs.
I've invented the Chinchilla Theory, the All is One Theory, the Resurrection Theory, and the Source Theory.
I've officially established myself as the Ice Angel.
I've been, I've seen, I've done, I've walked away.
All that and more. A year is certainly a very, very long time.
1 comment:
Yes. A year is a long time.
I'm wondering what you're worried about...hmmm...
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