Year of our Lord

Two Thousand Eleven.

I usually don't make New Year's resolutions because the middle of the winter does not feel like an appropriate turning point. I make resolutions in the Spring, like the citizens of the Roman Republic. If they were into that kind of a thing.

This time the Kalends of Janus felt like a turning point. Seasons change and so do I. As a matter of public record, and for the purposes of auditing, I have made four New Year's Resolutions fit to publish.

1. Hold down a job for +6 months (&or go back to school).
2. Move out.
3. Get serious about building a nascent art career. (&Or go back to school.)
4. Read the ~52 unfinished/unread books I'm sitting on.

Notes:

One and three are likely. Four is doable. Two is a dream, but it's good to dream.

How many turning points can you have before you end up back where you started?

Free Rats!

I renamed my blog. Welcome to Rats on the Loose. This blog is mostly about what goes on in my room, and there are loose rats in there.

Coming soon: Cats on the Prowl, a blog for the other rooms of my house.

The Imajinary Alphabyt

When I started the Imaginary Alphabet, I gave it a cool-sounding but generic name to fill space. When I started this blog, most of the posts were cool but e/n filler.

Now I've discovered Imaginary Alphabets, which is both a cool project with a fitting name, and this place is becoming more incongruous with it's title.

So I'm going to change the name of the blog.

Chicken Fat!

Pushups aren't as awful as running is. I can do 7 max, currently.

Daylight Spendings Time

I went out and ran today. I did the first workout of the first week of The Couch to 5k program. I couldn't finish. I felt like throwing up afterwards. Tuesday's run will be better.

Pushups tomorrow. Maybe just during Spring Break.

My startup disk is full. I'm almost done organizing the music that's on it, then I can move it to my external. And finish downloading TNG. And move it to my external. If there is space.

There is a lot of Avant-Garde Project. Hans Werner Henze is pretty badical. How often do you hear that?

Winter + Senior

Man, I don't feel like doing shit.

A Muddle.

Everything is a muddle.

December

Jenna came to visit, watched Kinsey, US economy officially in a recession, watched Beneath the Planet of the Apes, went to Jack's for 7&7s, made pasta, went to museum of science and industry, grabbed some greek food, watched a Hard Day's Night, downloaded spore and played a lot of it, went to a birthday party at jacks, woke up at 7 am and walked up California from Chicago to Milwaukee in the fuck-off cold, Tribune company goes bankrupt, fixed my speakers, El Topo, finally got fucking contacts, new shoes, dinner at a Lebanese restaurant w/Mom, Blago goes down, made pineapple and ham pizza from scratch, trimmed the tree, spilled boiling water on previously existing burns, jenna visted, watched City of God, hooked up Charlie's TV, went to Am. Sci&Surp; saw Andy there; purchased supplies for hookah, made hookah; funnel was broken used apple, went to Elliot's, blueberries, went back to Am. Sci&Surpl bought presents for cousin's b-day, went out to eat with fam, still playing a lot of spore, watching a lot of Law & Order, listened to the Cinnamon Bear, went over to Jack's and had a rumball, got up real early and made chili, passed out too early and was up all night, overcame traffic, weather and car troubles to buy gifts and other nonsense, read On the Road, visited Aunt Delores with cousin, stayed up waaay too late, watched a Bear's game at Jack's, went to houses nearby (Alex, Jason) then back to mine, record snowfall, last minute Christmas eve shopping, cooking, drinking w/cousin on Christmas day, record warmth, picked up Lloyd and went to Jack's where he wasn't, picked him up and played with Reggie, got beer, got more beer, went to a part that had been busted already, went home at 6 am, was going to play football in Humbolt park but everyone copped out, ended up hanging out w/Ian and Isabelle watching 3rd rock from the sun and losing my car keys, Jenna came to visit, took a taxi home, took the bus back with other set of keys, went to Egyptian party, came home and rocked until dawn, gas broke, saw Valkyrie, picked up some Mexican food, Jenna went home, gas guys tore up the backyard until 3 in the morning, went to tea at the palm room, New Year's at Elliot's.

M.I.A.

Academics and responsibilities at school are preventing me from updating this as often as I'd like. But I'll return when the workload lessens.

I promise?