New Year, New Resolutions

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.

Apologies

My apologies, kittens and dahling Interwebz, for not having been up to date on my posting. Apparently moving from one apartment to another means that the internet gods smite you by not allowing your phone line to work, therefore rendering you interweb-less. Still. For over two months. I feel like I've been returned to the early '90s when there was no internet and playing Barbies was the choice leisure activity.

Hooray for finding new ways to enjoy my time other than withering away in the glowing blue light of a computer! I've been working, then going to my second job, then applying for more jobs (which would be easier if I had the internet, cough cough), sleeping, (sometimes) eating, and then there's that thing, you know, called laundry that legit takes up half of my one day off. I guess this is what "real life" is like. Working and sleeping with snippets of fun times like showering and cleaning my room in between. No fun new hobbies to share. No crazy stories, unless you count that time that I slipped on a jalapeno pepper in Union Square on my way home from work and almost died.

No? Me neither.

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Spring Break: Part I

Today was my first official day of SPRING BREAK, Interwebz! It was filled to the brim take a gander:

-Appointment in Providence
-Fix problem with insurance by going to Moke's office
-Returned some books that Tato had bought
-Ran some errands at the mall
-Eye Doctor's appointment
-Laundromat (oh yeah, I brought home all dirty clothes, like any college student would--and it turns out that our washing machine at home is brizoken--FAILBLOG!)
-CVS run whilst waiting for laundry to launder

.........It's amazing what you can get done if you wake up at 6:30 am.

Cheah. 6-freakin'-thirty. I havn't woken up that early since high school. EPICFAIL.

I also got to have dinner with one of mah BFF-Besties--JoPo at our favorite restaurant, Red Stripe! EPIC-ly LARGE salads & the best fries EVAHHH!

We then and went to see The Last Station--kindof ehh, the acting was really good (and James McAvoy was uuber sexpot) but the story was lacking a bit, which was too bad. It had the makin'z of a good story, but it moved so fast; I couldn't follow. Preet unfortunate.

Tomorrow I'm leaving for California with my family, HUZZAH! I can't wait for the warm & the sunshine!

I'll try and keep you posted, Interwebz, but I'm not going to promise anything...