hellaedgar

Not My Birthday.

I just wanted my birthday post to not be the most current one anymore.


So here are some goals for the far-off futuristic year of...TWO THOUSAND AND EIGHT:

1. Lose weight. This is non-negotiable.

2. Transfer to a proper art school. This is non-negotiable.

3. Get through that video-game backlog.

4. Moar threesomes. Or, to be accurate, a first threesome. (I've recently ret-conned that out of my life. I'll write about it more in the future.)

5. Get some new frames for my glasses.

6. Shave every day.

7. Star wearing bad-ass dressy clothes.

8. Get new friends.

9. Stop being shy.

10. Organize all my files on my computer. [Haha, good luck with that dude!]

11. Drop TV shows I watch that I don't love absolutely. [Done and done.]

12. Tattoo!

13. Piercings?


I should just go ahead and make "Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger" the theme for my year. (The words, not the song. I still need to think up a good theme song.)