Slice the deuce-zip in half... 2010!
2009 was one of the more interesting years of my adult1 life, perhaps the most interesting. 2010 will be amazing also. My first priority is finding a dog to rescue. Most likely his name will be Dragon.
In 2009, I started working for myself from home. In the past I worked 40, 50, sometimes 60 or 70 or even 90 hours a week. A few weeks there I cracked the century mark. Not once in 2010 did I work more than, I'd say, 35 hours in a week. It was fucking glorious. The paper-chase rat-race took a back seat to personal happiness and growth and all that other blah blah blah. Worth every minute of professional sacrifice, and to be honest I'm not sure I've had to sacrifice anything professionally. Things are going amazingly well for me.
I also had three surgeries, the first surgeries I've ever had. They weren't really all that bad, but they weren't necessarily all that much fun either. The first two were mostly cakewalks. Number three was more difficult. I went under the knife less than 24 hours after I had to put Lazer2 to sleep. That sucked. (The photo is me and Lazerface on Thanksgiving. I miss you, Lazer! Your face looked like five lazers all pointed in the same direction!) Honestly that was maybe the worst week of my life. But whatever. It's one week out of, I don't know, a whole lot of 'em3 that I've had so far. I'm not really great with math. I'd rather spend my time, I don't know, not doing math.
On top of all that, I moved in with three awesome girls in one awesome flat in an equally awesome part of San Francisco. If you've never been to Russian Hill, you should totally come. Just don't visit me or even say hello. I'm very busy, you know, doing math and stuff. Seriously, though, I have zero complaints about living in a fantastic part of America's Greatest4 City. This past year featured other awesomeness too, but that's not necessarily any of your business; however, I'm guessing you're smart enough to know who5 you are.
1: I'm not really an adult yet, but maybe someday soon, or hopefully never.
2: The good news is that Lazer was posthumously named Greatest Dog in the History of Dogs by the Me Association.
3: I've been alive for 1,637 weeks and 6 days. 11,465 days. Thank you, random website.
4: Baltimore takes issue with my claim, and yes, those are real park benches. Years ago Baltimore had benches that said, The City That Reads, but residents defaced many of 'em to read, The City That Breeds, in light of the fact that Bodymore, Murderland is the worldwide leader in syphilis or gonorrhea or something like that. I don't really remember. But I do remember enough about Baltimore to state confidently that it's not the greatest city in America. Whatever clueless marketing firm Baltimore hired to come up with that slogan should be fired. Seriously. The greatest city in America? That's not even halfway believable.
5: Miss International a.k.a. H.A.K.







