Resolutions
29 December 2003

I know it's not New Year's Eve, but I doubt I'll get to post anything then - so these are going up now! They are official, and I plan to stick to all of them (no, really), so you heard it here first. But listen up, me, because this is how it's going to be.

1. No more Holidailies. (I mean, who the hell am I kidding? Do I even look at my December schedule before I sign up?)

2. Use the damn gym membership. Okay, yes, joining right before December? Stupid. (See above re: December schedule.) Use it three times a week. Go ahead. You can do it.

3. No more Julie the Cruise Director. Really. Really. No more endless organization of plans with friends who never do the organizing themselves; friends who are happy to see you when you make the plan, execute the plan (thank you, Riley) but never seem interested in doing either themselves. No more endless phone calls to people who never return your calls, let alone initiate the calls. No more. No more. Why tell Greg to stop doing this and yet continue to do it yourself? Why continue to be upset by this thing that you have no control over? Let it go. Embrace the friends who embrace the fabulous art of mutual contact and who actually initiate plans with you more than once a year. Get the very clear message that they have determined their priorities, and you are far down the list. This is not high school, and you don't need to feel badly about yourself over this. Kiss it goodbye already, Julie. Burn the serpentine throws, disembark and join the nice people on shore.

4. Keep saying no (and this includes to the drama). You've turned down a chance at a directing job and two invites to audition, and you've realized that you can only handle one class at a time. You've decided that this is it, this year, for organizing the alumni show. You dropped the show choir two years ago (good job). You can try to get that Shakespeare thing off the ground - but that's it. Use more of your hours for you and for Greg and possibly for seeing those fabulous New York boys a little more often, among other things. Like the gym. (See number 2.)

5. Organize the damn office already, would you?

6. Write something, anything, that doesn't have anything to do with the internet.

7. Keep getting As. (Way to go on that Jane Austen paper, by the way - nothing like blazing new trails during your second graduate level course.)

I think seven is enough. Seven is plenty. Seven is a lovely number. If I can achieve seven, it will be a miracle.

Happy New Year, everyone.

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