Sunday, January 1, 2012

Post 1865 - Bevboy's Resolutions For 2012

Once again, it is late at night, only now it's late at night on January 1st, 2012.  Weren't we supposed to have flying cars by now?  I'm just saying is all.  Don't judge me.

I had a quiet day.  I didn't have my usual Sunday afternoon nap, so I was a little cranky a couple of times today. We watched the rest of season 2 of "Boardwalk Empire", and I watched a few episodes of season six of "Dexter".  4 more to go.  I guess there is a big shock ending or something.  I will find out soon enough, perhaps on Monday.

I have also given thought to the new year and will briefly list a few things about it that I ought not to repeat in 2012.

I need to lose weight.  I do not like being so big.  Even my fat jeans feel tight on me, and that is not a good thing.  Eat better, exercise more.

I have completed two years in which I tried really hard to update this blog every single day.  I hope to do that again this year.

I have a major interview that will go up as soon as this week.  Two more need to be transcribed; one of those is huge, and the other is big but not as big.  I will try to get those done in the next 6 weeks.  I admit now that there have been times when I could have been transcribing and chose not to.  Not good for me or my reputation. Will work on that this year.

I have been growing more and more impatient with people, but especially with myself.  It can have an effect on people in my life, and that is not good.  I will never have the patience to put together a jigsaw puzzle that has more than, say, 12 pieces; but at least I can resist the urge to drive my car over my mp3 player every time its database balks at too many files and refuses to play all of them.  Patience is a virtue, and I need more of it.  Where do I buy some?  Now!  Now, you bastard!

I need to spend more time being nice to people this year.

In recent years I have volunteered less and less.  Perhaps I will do more this year.

I need to forgive those who trespass against me and mine.  Literally.  I continue to seethe at the very thought of the trespassers at the cottage last summer.  If I let myself think about them, I think certain thoughts that are unhealthy to me.  I must forgive these assholes, these uncaring, unthinking Troglodytes, these mentally retarded nincompoops.  If I don't, then that is not good for me.

I need to rein in the sarcasm.  I have been that way my whole life.  My avatar image for this blog is based upon a bit of sarcasm at a very early age.  It is a caricature of my Grade 5 class photo.  The photographer was having a hard time getting me to smile.  My teacher, Miss  Goodine, told me to think of something sarcastic.  I did, and that was the moment captured for all eternity.  Perhaps it is time to control that sarcasm. Nothing good can come from it.

I need to wash the dishes more than twice a week in 2012.  How about.. three times?  At least.  Maybe more if Patricia bitches about it enough.  Yeah.  Let's go with three.

Maybe do my laundry more often.  Wearing my underwear inside out and upside down because they're all dirty is a temporary stopgap that accomplishes little in the long run, even the medium rum.  Let's try to avoid these sartorial improprieties in 2012, shall we?

Read more books.  I have a lot of books in my house and would like to get through more of them.  That means less television.  Life is all about making choices, after all.

I guess that's it for this evening.  I can't think of anything more.  If you have any suggestions, then please let me know.

See you tomorrow.


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