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I don’t make resolutions. Or, at least, I try not to. I do like goals, though. Nice, easy-ish goals. Stuff like “lose 5 pounds a month” sounds easy and attainable. If I do that, do you realize that that’s SIXTY POUNDS this year? Yeah. I’m at 240. That takes me to 180, my personal goal weight. So, here we got with the goals for 2011.

  1. Lose 5 pounds a month.
  2. Finish the knitting projects you have on the needles. The ones you can remember are:
    • Sweater
    • Sweater
    • Sweater
    • Sweater
    • Fingerless gloves
    • Fingerless gloves
    • Fingerless gloves
    • Fingerless gloves
    • Blanket
    • Lace scarf
  3. Finish Run a 5K. Start to finish. You finished one already. You need to run the whole way. Even if it takes you a million years to run it, you will run it. Even if you get passed by every stroller or walker, you WILL run it. You’re already locked into the Jingle Bell Run for December.
  4. Put your degree to work. Seriously. And soon.
  5. Find a prosthedontist who won’t destroy your wallet. Finish your smile.
  6. Blog more. Yew rite guud. Doesn’t matter if anyone reads it. Write for the love of writing. Get the words out of your head.
  7. Care less about things and people you can’t change. They will continue to be who and what they are. (And yes, this is probably the hardest one.)
  8. Talk to The Princess and The Drama Queen more. Kick them in the ass to run.
  9. Win another frickin’ blue ribbon in the Ohio State Fair. You’ve got MAD FUCKIN’ KNITTIN’ SKILLZ and you have a fantastic shawl… around here… somewhere… Shit.
  10. Find the shawl. Before May. (Oops.)
  11. Finish the playlist for The Awesomest Niece Ever. Send her the CD.
  12. Don’t be such a homebody. There are people who would like to see you. Go see them. Even if it’s in a bar.
  13. Be good; it sounds like you’re built for it.
  14. …and see more movies. You’ve been watching the same ones way too much.
  15. Love like a crazy person. Lose yourself in it every once in a while.
  16. Go dancing. Yes, you have a rule about fat boys dancing. Break it.

Sure, I think I can do that. And more.

Happy 2012, y’all. May we all hit our goal weights before the world comes to an end. Because the world needs more skinny, hungry corpses.

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