Noir inspired Friday night

On the agenda for 2006

(In no particular order)

-Eradicate 'pop' music...because I like a challenge.
-Release my vengeful, yet not unwarranted, wrath upon the IRS-pyrotechnics may be involved
-Finish my Nobel Prize winning novel
-Start my Nobel Prize winning novel
-Boycott all films that will leave me begging for two hours of my life back
-Do not mix my alcohol...surprisingly, I never remember this one
-Decide the path the rest of my life will take...and then follow another path completely
-Fight the battle of boredom
-Do not slip into a minor Polanski obsessed phase (which I feel coming on)
-Find a job. Preferably one that doesn't mind pierced, coffee fiends with waning social skills, rotating hair colours, the inability to bullshit and an uncanny ability to whoop anyone's ass at Trivial Pursuit
-More math....that's right Kristi...I said it. More math. (Twice.)


Stellar year? Possibly. I predict I shall be done by St. Patrick's Day. Any takers?

At this moment...

...I'm doped up on cough syrup. Beginning to feel as though my entire life has been one long succession of drugs. Cough syrup being the least of my favourites.
...An online therapist is approaching me for counseling. Does this seem slightly off to anyone else? I mean, wtf?! Do you just assume every personality you meet online is mentally unstable? On Yahoo....maybe. AIM, maybe just 79%. Online universities were absurd enough...but therapy? Really???
...Iggy Pop is nightclubbing.
...the Christmas tree is still up, still lit and shall remain that way until next Christmas, barring any sudden moves for graduate school, Johnny Depp's proposal or joining the circus
...I need coffee...and a good book...or maybe just Mother Jones
...my nails are white, mostly because no one likes it
...I'm plotting a photoshoot with coffee mugs....mmmmmm

Everyone in New York wears Converse.

Everyone!

It's brilliant.