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I hesitated to post to this thread because I know whenever I start talking about my intentions either I qualify those statements with disclaimers (read: excuses) why they may not come to pass (and thus reveal my true intentions) or I go really over the top and declare things like that I'll learn to weld solid gold statues or fart the Nutcracker Suite.
As 2005 is my final full year in my 20's I'd very much like to place the groundwork for a far more productive and personally-rewarding new decade of life than I tended to do for the previous one. I'd like to regain my ability to draw and/or write at the drop of a hat and do so for pages and hours on end, as I did through my late teens into my early twenties. Certainly within the next six months I'd like to write and draw something substantial enough to warrant exhibiting and selling at the MoCCAcon this summer. I'd like to learn some organizational and motivational techniques; no, scratch that: "learning" seems to my ear too intellectualized a process, which is how I manage to segregate myself from the sensation of immediate personal involvement with my life. I need to be imprinted with these behaviors in such a way that I'll do them without thinking and continue to do them. I'd like to once again be employed at a rate of pay that I'm not too concerned where the money for rent, phone, power, comics, etc., is going to come from and, saints preserve us, perhaps both pay off some debts and save up for some larger expenditure (as I'm not remotely married that'd probably be more in the realm of business startup than, say, buying a home). I'd like to once again be employed at a gig where I don't ever dread going into work and, if it can be arranged, even look forward to it. I'd like to once again be employed at a gig that lasts longer than six months; those have also been in short supply over my six years more or less in the workforce. Hell, I'd like to be self-employed, but I'd also like a pony, and I don't see either happening in the next 12 or even 14 months (the approximate time to thirtydom).
It might also be nice if I could once again be in some sort of sustained relationship. You don't even wanna know how long it's been since one of those.
In the realm of mundane predictions, I think it's likely I'll do mushrooms at least once in the next calendar year (it's been over two years since the last time, and then four years before that), and maybe also try X for the first time, too. I could possibly also be persuaded to at long last shave off my goatee (I've had hair in that spot in various forms for at least five years), though it does help to balance out my face. Given the right conditions (employment that allows for it, proper mood) I might also do something funky with my hair. These are all pretty boring, which is probably why I can speak of them with more certainty.
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