People throw rocks at things that shine

Didn't think I'd make it, didja?

Six posts in one month, and subsequently, the last one of 2011.

I almost wrote 2001. That's silly.

Well, let me reflect on 2011. It was up, it was down. I was broken, I was strong. I cried, I laughed. I played games, I got back into writing. I worked my ass off and got a promotion. I got new friends and realized my old ones aren't going any-dang-where.

I really don't have a whole lot to say about it. It was a shitty year with some bright spots. I learned some stuff about myself, which is always a good thing when you're as batshit crazy as I am. I know what kind of people I want in my life, and I think, for once, the people I text and talk to daily are with my time. It's kind of nice to have friends who are human beings and not pieces of shit. Not that that's been a HUGE problem for awhile. It's just nice. I know who's there for me when I need them, and without them, I don't know what I'd do. So here's to you, Blog, for being one of those friends that's always there whether for a late night, emo-porch time session or a good old fashioned drinking night. Cheers to us. Cheers to my other friends that follow in your footsteps and continue to be great people and friends.

I hope that 2012 will be a bit better. I hope, for you too Blog, 2012 is fantastic. I don't really do resolutions, but if I did, it'd be to be great. I know it's lame but it's true. I want to have a good year, which I think means to keep doing what I've been doing for the last month or so. It's been alright I think.

Have a safe night, blog. Have a good night. Have a new years not in Mexico, which is kind of weird and something I just realized. Huh.

Anyway. I'm sure we'll be in touch sooner rather than later. Right now, I have to finish getting ready to celebrate someone's birthday.
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