So here we are. Four days left in the year. Thank all that is evil & wrong in the universe for that. Not sure I could take much more of 2011. It has been an awesome & suck ass year at the same time.
I'm lucky I suppose. I still have a job no matter how mundane & irritating. Sure, I want to stab one of my subordinates on a weekly (at a minimum) basis, but the checks don't bounce so I can't bitch all that much. However, if they cut our pay for a third year in a row I just might jump on the cunt wagon & go off.
The relationship from hell is over. For me at least. Fairly sure he still thinks it is some kind of fucked up open relationship. Of course when you've gone fifteen fucking years belittling someone by calling them stupid, unattractive & fat while blaming them for every last thing that has gone wrong in your life I'm sure it is difficult to not have a whipping post anymore. Whatever. Not my problem.
I've lost a shit ton of weight. Still currently sitting at 75 pounds since the last week of January 2011. I'm not where I want to be, but I'm not bitching either. I've managed to keep it off & that in itself is quite a feat. Maybe I'll get my lazy ass back to the gym soon.
This year marked the discovery of my best friend Jeb. He's an asshole which I guess makes me a bitch since we are, essentially, the same person with different genitalia. He even sent me a Christmas present (wrapped & FedExed overnight no less) which shocked the shit out of me. Just another reason I adore him.
After many years of being acquainted & a few phone conversations I met another friend in person. Whether he realizes it or not he helped me a lot. He's awesome too & I'd like nothing more than to be able to be there for him more if he'd accept it. Maybe in time. Since I know he peeks in here from time to time I shall use this forum to say: I can't thank you enough. Really. If you need anything I am always available for you. Yes, I know you have a lot of friends that care about you & are closer, but just know that I will do what I can. And the distance thing may change sooner rather than later. *insert cheesy emoticon wink here*
I've started dating. That's some fucked up shit people. I don't like it one bit, but at the same time I don't really relish the thought of being "alone." As much as I hate people I adore the thought of having one person around to harass on a fairly regular basis. Unfortunately I am not a "normal" chick. That is a little difficult for most men to stomach. Being smart, which I most definitely am, seems to be a bit much for them too. Yeah, I am like a dating trainwreck. Maybe I'll have to start keeping track on here of these "dates." That would be amusing.
Oh! Vacations. Yes. For the first time ever I went on vacations alone. Twice in one year, within several months, to the same place. Yes, the EXACT same place both times. I really do love it there. I'm guessing it is the proximity to the water that does it for me. There really is nothing better than sitting on the beach with all the fucked up shit in your head to put things into perspective. Of course, the beach is not conducive to burying bodies. Write that down just in case you get the idea later.
Disneyland was awesome. The company made that trip too. Jeb was probably more excited to take me there for my first time than I was to be there. I have to go back. I'm sure there was a shit ton of stuff I didn't do even if we were there ALL day. Must go back when it is warmer as I want to do Splash Mountain. Maybe even Universal or that California thing they have. I mean, Jeb got me on roller coasters so what do I have to lose now?
How could I forget the music? This year also marked my return to a local music scene. Sometimes you forget how much you miss something. Asshole never made anything easy especially when it came to music. Jealous much? Whatever fucktard. So I ended up becoming friendly with several of the bands around town. I've seen a lot of cool shit this year including Lemmy & Slim Jim Phantom TOGETHER on one stage. Went to an awards show. Met some great people & some others that turned out to be raging cunts. The cunts remind me why I chose to have a close circle of friends & mainly male friends.
Sure, there is shit I forgot. Maybe I'll remember, maybe I won't. Regardless there is the bulk of my year. Here's to 2012 being adventurous, because, fuck, it just has to be.