Gutentaug my dahling Interwebz! Happy (belated by about a week) New Year!
I've been neglecting you again, and for that, I do apologize. My life has been work, sleep, (maybe) eat, rinse, wash, repeat for the past 4-ish months or so. I did laundry last night for the first time in..oh...an embarrassing amount of time that I won't tell you because, well, it's disgusting. And when washing my dirty laundry, I began thinking about all I've accomplished in the past year and all that I hope to accomplish this upcoming year to make it even better than the last. So..I thought I'd share!
Last year, I won a few design awards, graduated from the toughest four years I've experienced, went to Vegas and survived, moved out of my beloved Brooklyn to a new apartment on the Upper East Side, started a
twitter (self promo, so sue me), got a new job, made some ridiculously awesome new people, grew out my hair, chopped it all off, started dating again, met a few losers, met a few winners, and did it all with the best group of friends I've ever had by my side ridiculing me for my antics along the way--just the way I like it.
This year I hope to do more of the same with a bit more punch and pizazz added in for good measure. I hope to get a "legit" job--you know, the kind that pays me for designing stuff that I want to be designing (a girl can dream!). I hope to see more of those epic friends who make me laugh so hard. I hope to continue dating the wrong sort of guys so I can meet the right one for me. I hope to laugh at all of my mistakes, there's bound to be a plethora of new ones this year. I hope to work hard and continue to expand my
business ventures. I hope to see my family more. I hope to start thinking of myself as my own (gasp) adult person-thingie and to start taking care of business, just like Aretha.
And above all, I hope to finally install that damn hanging lamp in my living room. That's just been pissing me off.
Do you have any hopes for the New Year, Interweb? Lose a few of those Spam-site pounds? Not that you need it, I think you're beautiful just as you are. Minus the pop-ups. Those have to go.
