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Trivial Pursuits => History => Topic started by: side_show on January 01, 2010, 12:23:12 pm
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Welcome to 2010.
Remember when that date seemed like a wacky far-off future in your mind? I sure do.
This year I hope to say hello to a new job that is long-term and will allow me better stability and future outlook. This is not a resolution, but rather a wish. I likely have something lined up for this, but I don't want to count my chickens before they hatch. It's in the hands of others, who hopefully will get me where I need to go.
In 2009 I said good-bye to a draining job as well as saying good-bye to two HIV clients I knew from the draining job. Both died at as senior citizens, which says a lot about how far HIV treatment has come. One client's death was sad, the other client's passing brought peace to many. I had some extremely intense life experiences from that job, and I'm still not sure if the pain was worth the gain. I've seen some things I'd have rather not seen, but also some really great stuff too...
In 2009 I said hello to our dog (adopted in Spring), our Ford Escape Hybrid, a back injury and the subsequent physiotherapy that moved me toward building a much stronger back, and a new mattress that was delivered yesterday. I also said hello to working two part-time jobs, neither of which I'm particularly happy with, but you know - work is work.
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Personally, I'd just like to say:
Good riddance, 2009. You were the shittiest year ever, and I'm glad you're over. I hope that if I ever see another year so filled with tragedy and heartbreak I will be facing it as a very old woman, because I cannot handle another year like this for a good long time.
It's fitting that I'm starting 2010 at the end of a fabulous week of fun with my brother's family and my parents with good hard rain. Wash away the old, bring in the new.
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Good riddance, 2009. You were the shittiest year ever, and I'm glad you're over.
Man, everyone is saying that. I'm saying that.
Why was this such a sucky year for everyone? (I count myself among those people this was an awful year for.)
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Goodbye 2009. You were a top notch year.
Sincerely hoping anyone who had a bad one is rewarded with a good 2010.
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2009, so long. I don't really have any personal problems with you.
In February, you let me keep my job. In July, you got me a tiny pay bump, and in October, a promotion and a bigger, yet still modest, pay bump.
You introduced me to the wonders of Buffyverse and Prime Suspect.
Also, very late, to The Big Sleep and Sunset Boulevard. And, released this year, Drag me to Hell! Here's to hoping Crazy Heart gets to Salt Lake soon.
To the album and artist Fever Ray, a new entry into my favorite albums of all time, and the best live performance since I saw Tom Waits last year. Came up with a new Built to Spill album, decent, with a handful of kickass tracks, and a great show in September. Treated me to a great Robyn Hitchcock performance at Golden Gate Park. To a weird but rad Butthole Surfers show. And to the most ass-kicking show in years, if not my life, THE JESUS LIZARD. Also, treated me to an E and alcohol fueled enjoyment of an Animal Collective show in Vegas, which resulted in me punching someone in the face for the first time in my life. We're friends, he provoked me, and it's cool now. And to a number of new songs and albums I'll enjoy for years.
Gave me a great season for Oregon football! Hope it ends well today.
Also, lots of time with new friends and old, and many loved ones. I'm usually not so positive, so it must be my hangover cure talking.
2010, I expect more. I'm not happy with my job, so you'll need to find me a more enjoyable and higher paying one. And how about a large lump sum of cash? Maybe a relationship with a lady that doesn't crash and burn, or at least some more tail? Healthier eating and more exercise for some weight loss? Less time wasting and some education? Education.
Oh yeah, and less people killing other people, some solutions to poverty and climate change, a more stable national and global economy, and less douche bags over all. Come on 2010, don't fuck around. Get going.
I'll be kicking off the new year by enjoying, or not enjoying, the Rose Bowl today. Go Ducks. Then some dinner and drinks with friends, and a relaxing weekend. The last couple weeks at work sucked ass.
Cheers! And a wonderful new year to all of you wonderful figments of Wombat's imagination. Except for Paul, because I know he exists. To Paul, I wish you an even more radical new year with fire breathing art cars, excellent photography, and a glut of mustache rides.
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2009 was a very good year for me. Here's hoping 2010 is just as good.
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Cheers! And a wonderful new year to all of you wonderful figments of Wombat's imagination. Except for Paul, because I know he exists.
Yeah, I think I am pretty good at that sort of thing, but I don't think I could make up a character like Paul.
2009 could have been worse under the circumstances. It would be nice if 2010 would continue the slight upward trend.
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Yeah, I think I am pretty good at that sort of thing, but I don't think I could make up a character like Paul.
No one could, except Paul. But also he's the only TOUAMBer with whom I've enjoyed a piece of pie.
How the hell did I get scrapes and cuts on my knuckles and right arm?
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The rhino is looking satisfied this morning, but hopes you'll buy her dinner first next time.
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The rhino is looking satisfied this morning, but hopes you'll buy her dinner first next time.
Beautifully done chap.
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You can put me in the good riddance to 2009 camp. It had some soaring highs, but way too many extremely deep valleys.
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This was a fairly even-keel year. The kids got older (and actually acquired a half-ounce of sense), the job continued to be the job--not great, but it pays the bills and provides health insurance--and the missus continues to be my best friend and partner. I am content. Hope everyone has a good 2010.
One of my New Years resolutions is 100% turnover of the fridge and freezers. Every single thing in our chill chests must be consumed or thrown out by December 31. I made a list--104 items in question. I have a lot of Asian sauces to use up, and a trailer load of Freez Pops.
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Sometime last year I made a resolution to write a date on every one of those little jars of Asian condiments when I open it, so I would know how old it was. Somehow this resolution fell by the wayside. I should make it again, especially after I just found a package of yeast that expired in October 2008. Time really flies in the refrigerator, somehow.
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2009 was the year that gave me Prozac, and for that, I regard it fondly.
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2009: Pretty good, overall. Made new friendships and strengthened existing ones; began a new hobby business running dream teams to help people figure out their own dreams and start to reach toward them; with greenkoolayd's help I realized I deserve much more out of my marriage and my life; and throughout November and December--announced for the very first time, right here--fell in love with a wonderful man, Steve, a person I can imagine spending the rest of my life with. He embodies the traits I have desired for so long but pushed away, my dreams for my life made tangible. I thank GKA (Tony) with all my heart for opening my eyes, my heart and my soul to the possibility of a better life and meaningful love.
I hope 2010 is a year of happiness, peace, and success for all my friends here.
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like i said on facebook, i will not experience any drastic differences in the new year, but i will continue to slowly get better at life, the universe, and everything.
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2009 was pretty rocking for me actually, good times at uni, enough work to keep me in 2 minute noodles, a moderate amount of ladies and plenty of travel. In fact if for 2010 I could swap the ratio of travel to ladies I would be pretty content.
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There's a joke about frequent flier miles in there somewhere...
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2009, for me, was a bit like slamming my head into a brick wall over and over and over again...
And then, when I finally figured out to stop, the brick wall decided to take the lead and start slamming itself into my head over and over and over again.
Here's hoping for something better this time around.
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In 2009 I kicked life's ass. In 2010 Intend to squeeze it by the balls. Tough cookies if I fail and it bites my friggin head off.
Those of you with a tough year? Pax. The grinding wheel does spin about.
THIS
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I had a good year. I like my friends, I loved paris, i like my classes, and my girlfriend is the best thing/person/event ever. Grades were crappy, which was disappointing. My resolutions going into next year are the same as always: don't fuck up your grades, man.
in the next year my primary goal, though, is to get a job and pay bills and not have to live in my parent's house.
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in the next year my primary goal, though, is to get a job and pay bills and not have to live in my parent's house.
The best thing.
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It seems I can't judge my life objectively. 2009 was more of the same tedious overbearing grind with few dim yays interspersed. Things which seemed to be perpetualy on the verge of becoming great, but never did. So - a tantalizing year, maybe?
I hope 2010 is a strange, incomprehensible year.
Also: I need to move out and start living alone. But I might not have the funds to do that. We'll see.
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2009 brought the end of los angeles and the return to atlanta, so for that i give it a pass. let's just say 2009 was way better than 2007, and sheesh i hope the tens are better than the ohs.
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So far in 2010 I got a flat tire and another that looks really low on air and the front desk of my building lost a package and doesn't even know if it was for me or my roommate.
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nowhere to go but up, right cort?
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So far in 2010 I sort of got fired from my most important gig, except that they want me to hurry up and totally revise for tomorrow the thing I sent last week and still do the next story I had scheduled and keep sending them story pitches and not bother them checking if they still want to the old story pitches, just assume they want what they have already approved.
Since my editor's usual way of approving story topics was:
1. I send her a schedule of story topics
2. I get no response to the email
3. I go ahead and write more or less the stories listed on the original schedule, which it often turns out that she never read
I am not at all sure what this is going to mean.
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I am not at all sure what this is going to mean.
No pay?
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for me in 2009:
worst:
x got permanently laid off in may
x i make even less money on unemployment than when i was working
x all my moving plans are in the effing toilet now and im stuck again
x i had to take lots of medium bites out of my savings and they are now slim to none
best:
x started going to school to get my associates in multimedia/technical whatever
x not having a job means i can dedicate most all of my time to studies
x unemployment seems to cover all my bases and i have everything i need and enough extry to not feel like a loser(all the time).
x my friends have been really amazing to me and i even have been talking to old friends
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No pay?
See, under normal working relationships, that would be the case. It would be story pitch email not answered = they don't want story = no pay.
But they are so insane that I am not sure I won't instead get an email asking why I haven't sent them the story I said I'd write in the email I sent asking if they wanted the story that they never answered.
And so far, as more and more cutbacks have occurred, the need to do more with less has NOT had the effect of making them MORE organized and communicative, you know?