We're Gonna Take You Down.

Happy New Year, and welcome back to the most anti-climatic blog on the Internet.  Or the second most depressing one on the internet, depends on what people honestly think of it.

The past few months, I’ve stopped being a supervisor at Best Buy, kept my pay, done less work, got enough customers to cry to make myself lose all emotion, lost myself, found myself, confused myself, scared myself, drank myself to sleep, woke myself up to the sounds of dogs barking, fell back asleep to the sounds of dogs barking, wondered why no one visits me, wondered where I was, told myself “If Sheila can do it, I can do it.” Fell in love with Rivers Cuomo again, got a mix CD, became to lazy to make a mix CD back, got invited somewhere two weeks before the event was going to happen, watched football.

This list can go on, I think I shall continue it..

Watched hockey, started to hate Tim Tebow, started to like Eli Manning, started a chant, got written up at work for asking a customer “how hard do you want me to do it,” when told to “FUCK OFF MANG!” Found new music, not excited about lists, applied for jobs, updated my resume to the twenty-first century, got my swagger back (TRUTH), really not happy with end of year lists, updated my timeline, posted on someone’s timeline, added a new profile banner, changed my profile picture, whipped my hair back and forth, cut cars off back and forth, drove to Hoboken (NO JOKIN’ LOLOL), THANKSGIVING.

Still not tired of this list, it fucking rules..

Saw a picture of Snooki with a frog and a female Alan Mooiman, found out not all of gods creatures come in pairs, you know, wanting to go back into web design, designing my portfolio site, THE END OF THIS BLOG?!  Real smooth jazz, John K. Samson, The Weakerthans, Fallow and Reunion Tour, Alone III: The Pinkerton Years, The Pinkerton Diaries, Drag Rivers, poop.

Sweet, NEVER GONNA STOP ME…

Ended poop, laid in bed thinking, laid in bed wondering if I’m dying, girls with kids, girls with problems, girls with hatred towards each other, FRIEND DRAMA, friendship, end of friendship, end of the road, dead end, termination, rehire, just kidding, Christmas, New Years Eve, goodbye 2011, suck it, hi 2012, John Cusack sucks in that movie, Say Anything, High Fidelity, M83, Baltimore, Washington DC, DOOMED, New York City, ball(s) drop, Gaga, wonders why he listed three John Cusack movies.

You see this has been a weird list for me, I don’t think that this will make sense to anyone. But, I think we’re heading towards the final stretch of this list…

Weezer and Flaming Lips share a stage, proposal, OMG SO CUTE, no this is not Youth Lagoon, ugly bastard, terrible crowd, scared for life (again), met new best friend, “Who are you seeing?” “Yuck.” “I wasn’t saying anything disgusting, who are you seeing?” “The bands name is Yuck.” “Oh… Odd.” Church concert rules, twitter, follwers, tumblr, reblog, office screen caps, come original, why wasn’t I there? “My resolution is for you to get fit.  You will lose 50 pounds by your cousins wedding.” “Oh, challenge accepted.” “You had no choice.” “Challenge rejected?”

You see 2011, and the start of 2012, has been full of questions, concerns, thoughts, reevaluations, and its only just the beginning.  I mean I’m sure 2012 will be better than 2011, but don’t really want to bet on that one, because what if I’m wrong?

Or, in order to think positive, what if I’m right.

Well if I’m right, then it’s about time.  I rule.