Things That Happen

So, I got out of the shower today and I dried off like I'm supposed to. For some reason, though, I put my shirt on before I put my boxers on. It was really uncomfortable. Have you ever been wearing only a shirt? It's almost as weird as only wearing socks. I've done that before. It's kind of creepy. I feel like I should be wearing an overcoat or something.

Christmas is almost here. Boo fucking hoo. I hate this shitty holiday. Although, I do get a few days off of work, so that will be nice. Of course, it's not like I'm going to be doing anything exciting with those days off. I'll be hanging with Russ and Gib, which will be nice. Plus, I'm going to Olean on the 28th. That should be exciting. I guess that does kind of fill up my 5 days off. I just feel left out somehow. Christmas is the second most depressing time of the year. I think New Year's and Valentine's Day tie for first.

So, I'm going to take on two New Year's resolutions this year. The first is that I'm going to finally, finally lose some weight. I'm going to just stop buying food other than lettuce. Maybe an apple every once in a while. My second resolution is that I'm going to force myself to write my fantasy novel. I've had the story in my head for years. Now it's time to knock it out. It will never get published, but there's something fulfilling about writing a thousand pages of semi-coherent thoughts. When I wrote my movie script, it was damn fulfilling and it was only seventy-five pages. Hopefully I'll get around to actually filming my movie this summer. Hey, it could happen.

Well, I'm off to GIT-R-DONE... whatever that means.