It's 2005. JOY! HOLY CRAP THE JOY! THE JOOOY! I don't know what I'm talking about. So far, 2004 feels like 2005 except the number is stranger. 2004 sounds somewhat nice since 2 and 4 have a relationship with each other, but 2005 is just ...mmrh? 2005?
Does anyone read this besides spambots? I took the comments out because I was getting too much spam but since I upgraded to MT 3.something I can control that by making all you guys register for typekey. But I'm too lazy to put the comment template back in, so I'm going to assume I'm not talking to anyone. Nobody is out there! Wee! [dances around the room clothed only in underwear]
Wait, that was unrelated. Don't worry; I am a non-dancer. I sit. I stand. Dancing? No. And I wear normal clothes over my underwear. In fact, it's overwear. Or maybe a jacket would be overwear and a t-shirt would be middlewear.
I can't believe I devoted an entire sentence to different kinds of wears.
Should I do that "look back at 2004" thing? It's already January 5th so it feels a bit late to do that. Basically, this was a good year. Many things happened, the highlights being:
- being paid to learn about blog/web dev/web standards junk
- getting into NYU, transferring from Vassar (Vassar's not bad, of course; just don't make me ever go to school there again)
- publishing Poofy book and selling it (and other things) at Otakon
- visiting England for the first time, seeing Kat
- meeting Even Johansen, seeing him perform too many times
- meeting the most Internet friends I have ever met in one year (five? six?)
- realizing that Chinatown is actually awesome (Canal Street sucks though)
- eating cooked food again
The worst things that happened in 2004:
- eating cooked foods means I can now fit into a very small selection of my wardrobe, most of which dates back for many years
- ...and cooked food has made me less healthy
- ...oh well...
- not having done more in England considering I spent 2 weeks there (but I did a great deal of hanging out, more than I would've done in the US)
- being at NYU means not having my dream job at Vassar
- NO JOB = NO MONEY = my savings account has almost no money in it
Gaining weight has probably been the worst part of 2004 since I managed to lose it all before (I'm sure I now weigh the most I've ever weighed in my entire life) but everything pales in comparison to the tsunami. I should feel lucky for not knowing anyone who got caught in it. Overall it has made me feel bad for not being able to contribute anything good to the world. The extent of my good will is sponsoring a girl in the Philippines (although technically my mum does that). The other day I bought some CDs on amazon.com. Do I need more CDs? GOD NO! Besides food, music is the last thing I need more of, but ...oh well. I can't feel too bad without killing myself to rid the earth of all that my body consumes.
Anyhoo, I'm a quite happy person. :) I swear! Tralala. Boing. Boing is a happy word. You would never hear it in a murder scene, at least. I hope.
On New Year's Eve I ate dinner with my brother, Bert, and Diana at Moon House Restaurant in Chinatown. They give you massive portions of food for cheap. Damn. I thought I was going to explode after that dinner; then we all went to Fayda Bakery for DRINKS! Good lord. My organs, my poor poor organs. They jiggled with pain, I'm sure. From there we walked to the Village Theater (you can probably tell where it's located) to see Dave Gorman's Googlewhack! Adventure. Highly enjoyable, funny, suspenseful show; I'd recommend everyone see it. RIGHT NOW! If you live in NYC it ends on the 8th so see it see it and if you're a student it's only $15 and totally worth that price. I mean, if you like funny things it's worth it. If you don't like funny things, what the hell is wrong with you?
This weekend I hung out with some Vassar friends (I only have two good friends at NYU, which is a little disturbing but I'm still happier here than I was at Vassar). Jason, Amy and I went to an arcade (or perhaps the only arcade) in Chinatown, which Amy was later told is run by the Chinese mafia. Oookay! Great. It's a sketchy place so I wouldn't be surprised, but it's also an arcade. Just an arcade. Jason and Amy played DDR while I watched thinking, "This music is awful." I'm not a fan of dance music. The game is cool though. I used to have the game and a pad (because my brother bought them) but I got bored of it and it was later sold on eBay. As I said before, I don't dance.
...damn, it's past 4 AM. Time for bed.
[currently listening to: Levy - on the dance floor]