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Dec 29
New Year’s Resolutions
Listen up, children of questionable intelligence, January 1 — as well as the previous calendar date — is just a day. It is by no means akin to a magical eraser, wiping clean the chalkboard of the soul so as to sketch in this year’s specials.
Just because you drunkenly toast your pals at midnight (whilst drinking in the plasticine glory that is Ryan Seacrest on your hulking television set) and subsequently hook up with your best friend’s ex in a bar bathroom does not mean that you will suddenly gain the ability to, say, lose your burgeoning beer gut or get your tragic love life in ship-shape. No, you’ll likely just wake up, confused, sad, your cheek frozen painfully into the tangle of glitter and beer that has pooled on your front stoop.
That’s why I’m saying: Fuck New Year’s Resolutions. Tell me what you aim NOT to do this coming year. What promises will you let fester and molder like so many mouse carcasses entombed behind a mildewed wall?
I’ll post the best — or, you know, the most pathetic — on Friday.
Eeeeeeee-mail me.
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New Year’s Resolutions

Listen up, children of questionable intelligence, January 1 — as well as the previous calendar date — is just a day. It is by no means akin to a magical eraser, wiping clean the chalkboard of the soul so as to sketch in this year’s specials.

Just because you drunkenly toast your pals at midnight (whilst drinking in the plasticine glory that is Ryan Seacrest on your hulking television set) and subsequently hook up with your best friend’s ex in a bar bathroom does not mean that you will suddenly gain the ability to, say, lose your burgeoning beer gut or get your tragic love life in ship-shape. No, you’ll likely just wake up, confused, sad, your cheek frozen painfully into the tangle of glitter and beer that has pooled on your front stoop.

That’s why I’m saying: Fuck New Year’s Resolutions. Tell me what you aim NOT to do this coming year. What promises will you let fester and molder like so many mouse carcasses entombed behind a mildewed wall?

I’ll post the best — or, you know, the most pathetic — on Friday.

Eeeeeeee-mail me.

(Photo)

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    ouch… tough reality check. i suppose, i agree.
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    screw new year resolutions, same old shit every year. i rather sleep at...wasted partying...
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    I hate New Year’s Resolutions. I never make them.
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