Let’s not talk about what I was going to do. Instead, let’s just hope I do it next year. You know, like recaps on time, year in review posts, etc etc.
I was going to write something profound here. Bwhahahaha! Instead, I’m learning Illustrator, and what you’re going to see are my first attempts of wishing you well next year… via Illustrator.
In 2013, I hope that you will do less of this – celebrating stupid shit and drinking with people you don’t know. You don’t have to network with strangers if you don’t want to. You especially don’t have to travel to some far away hotel where no one can reach you except through a giant snow mobile and a CB radio that barely works. I also encourage you to have several emergency plans when/if you decide to bring your small child with you to a remote snowy hotel. Perhaps a stun gun… or sharp knives… or I dunno, flashlights and baseball bats. PS – if your kid likes to ride his big wheel alone in hotel hallways, I suggest you also stick him with a homing beacon and walkie talkie. And since it’s going to be 2013, everyone should have a cellphone.
I also wish you and I will not become assholes like Les Grossman and manipulate people like pawns. You also don’t need to sit on your butt all day long… unless you’re sick and need that marathon viewing of Doctor Who and Battlestar Galactica, in which case I wholeheartedly condone it.
Instead I wish you and I will exercise more… regularly. Couch potato-ing does not make one strong. I’ve been zumba-ing lately. Zumba is pretty fun; I have a perpetual grin on my face when I’m in the class. Except last week when I jacked up my right knee doing some side moves. In addition to the new gym membership, I’m trying to get back into running shape. Half marathon shape. I had to buy a pair of jeans that was one size bigger… that was depressing. In hindsight, maybe it was just Thanksgiving dinner. The jeans are too loose now. WTF. (I mean, yay!)
For me, I’ve been continuing my diet of less red meat, less tacos al pastor, and less carne asada. I don’t like chicken, so it’s usually either red meat or fish for me. This year, I’ve increased my intake of vegetarian food, vegetables, and vegan food. (I love LA and its variety of food options!) My GERD has been at bay this month … but sometimes it will flare up like a mother.
For the rest of you, you’re probably already doing a good job eating your veggies, so I won’t harp on ya.
Most of all, I wish you and I stick to the friends who are true. [You're stuck with the family you've got, so sorry. But friends... you can choose.] You know, the ones that will support you no matter what your decision is for god knows what. If you decide to chase down a bunch of little trinkets, you’ll have a couple of buddies with you. And the ones you left behind? They’ll be forming their own team to back you up when you come back. Boo-yah! If you decide to be a single mom, more power to you. I support that. If you want to try internet dating, yeah, you go! If you want a divorce, I’m all for that, especially when neither of you are happy or in love.
You don’t need friends like the Deadly Viper Assassination Squad. They’ll beat you up while pregnant and the main mean girl will put a bullet in your head. Then you’ll end up driving an ugly truck called P#ssy Wagon.
Well, that’s all I’ve got in Illustrator. Two goals I do have are:
1. Make sure I keep up my 50 books in 2013, and
2. Travel more. We tightened our budget in 2012 and didn’t go anywhere. Our budget is still tight for 2013, but both The Wife and I are itching to go somewhere international next year. It’s time. But first, we have to get new passport photos – yeah!
Andara Beach Club – Phuket
source: luxurylink.com
Hope you enjoyed the images.
Happy new year!
Note-taking 2 – I’ve also bought myself 
