Happy 2005!

Kisses for all.

I'm still here, and still mildly fucked up. Been spending the past two days thinking. And honestly I'm not really done, so even though you can reach me now, I might be quiet for a while.

Spending tonight with the girl, watching the Mariska Hargitay & the Panty Police marathon on USA, loading up on buttrocket fuel (mmm, dominos!) and weaving bits of an autumn sunset into my hair. Who knew purple and orange looked so damn good together?

Pics later maybe.

2004

Glad it's over, really, but I feel like that every new years, every semester, every birthday. Mostly because these are the days where I look ahead and think that the path ahead will somehow be brighter, that there are great opportunities for change ahead. What I and I think everyone forgets is that every day, from the moment you open your eyes, is a new chance to start over, each day is a fresh clean slate with no mistakes in it yet. We just pay more attention when the calendar changes with us. Which is really funny considering that half the world begins their brand spanking new years with massive hangovers.

I posted a shitload this year, so I think I'm excused from the whole year in review thing. As much as I bitch, I did have quite a few blessings in the past year, a few hard lessons to learn, and the usual suspects in terms of personal struggles. And as usual, I am surrounded with love, laughter and craziness. I couldn't do this whole living thing without you guys in my life, old friends and new, so... Thank you.*bows*

Anyway. I don't believe in New Years resolutions, for the reasons stated above. But I will say this: This time next year I WILL have license and car, and I will celebrate this fact by doing horrible drive-thru fast food and then... Bright Nights. I missed going this year, and I am feeling the lack. A little.

Ok, and I need to take better care of my digestive system. *sigh* There. two measly resolutions. We'll see how I do with them.

Well. That was silly.

But considering that I was up until 7:30 this morning finishing both my hair and the data dump from beatgoddess' compy onto the new external sundart and I got for Christmas, it's kinda no wonder I was asleep for most of today. No big deal, really. The holiday is all about last night, anyway - New Year's Day, unless you're into the peculiar combination of a cubic shitload of roses and football, is usually one of the most boring days of the year anyway. So I've got no regrets about sleeping it away.

Gotta run about and do some stuff now. Mostly in the dishes/shower variety.

*giggle*

denonymous, I blame you.

Okay, so I've developed a minor obsession for this little video. sundart and I wanna send this guy fan mail for artful webcam flailing. And I've been watching this over... and over... and over... since last weekend. And I love that song (O-Zone's Dragostea din Tea). So much that I'm creating a mix around it. Call it International House of Technopop or something. Been looking for an excuse to break out the TM Revolution and other maniacally happy oddities I don't admit to liking. Much less dancing around my kitchen to.

Maybe I need to make this the official month of the mix, now that I've copied the house music collection and have unlimited access to it again, not to mention I owe people mixes right and left.

Maaaia-hiiiiiiii, maaaia-hoooooo, maaaia-hooooo, maaia-ha-haaaa...