I'm not a big one for New Year's resolutions....I feel like you might as well label yourself a failure first thing off, and cut out the two weeks of misery and months of guilt, while you try to liveup to whatever ridiculous promise you made yourself. So, I don't have any resolutions, just some promises I'd like to make to myself.
Here they are:
1. I promise I will care about me just as much as about everyone else. I deserve to get what I want, too, and the people in my life that matter already know that and have been telling me to stop being so accomodating for years now. It's time I listened.
2. I promise I will continue to do things my way, even if this means disregarding the advice of my nearest and dearest. I like the fact that I make up my own mind and that process is not affected by anyone - not by superficial influences, nor by deeper ones. I think maintaining the integrity of my judgment is important.
3. I promise I will quit spelling judgment "judgement" just because I think it looks better and somehow seems more correct. (Although, according to Webster's, either spelling is accurate.)
4. I promise I will try to follow my bliss. And not obsess over the fact that I'm 25 and single. And not get caught up in my own melodrama. And not trust ass clowns.
In conclusion, let me tell you this: a pirate walks into a bar with a ship's wheel attached to his fly. The bartender looks at him quizzivally and asks, "What's the wheel for?"
The pirate responds, "Arrrrrr, it's drivin' me nuts!"
Loud-mouthed liberal feminist. Anarchist knitter. Tequila-drinking artsy-smartsy fat chick. Bluesy folk-rock singer-songwriter. Rebel with too many causes. Quirky eclectic pagan poet. Paradoxical intuitive smartass. Sarcastic brainiac insomniac. You know, for starters.