24 January 2009

dang, kid, why you gotta look so good?

only writing so you know i'm still alive...
i mean, i'm not entirely alive. i'm sick enough that i shouldn't be going to work, but have a shitty enough job that i have to go to work regardless.
falling back into old, unhealthy habits. new year, new funk.
i can cross #1 and #21 off the list though, which is a good start for the first month.
other notable things so far in 2009: abilene paradox played in public for the first time ever (that counts as progress towards #8), i marched down the streets of seattle banging a pot with a broken plastic spoon in celebration and protest on inauguration day, my mean 'ol shelter boss finally resigned, and i'm going to train to become a doula because i think i'll be good at it.
also my official view of babies has shifted from "bleh, ew, no touchie." to "well. certain babies are severely cute."

i would say that baby cedar is responsible for that:



only certain babies, though.

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