Is this 2010 or 2001?

Optimism has ceased. 2010 is way too reminiscent of 2001. Interesting how the last 2 digits are inverted.


Let me explain.


2001 - I fell running to the school bus, scar on my right knee.

2010 - I fall walking during snowpocolapyse from a bar, gaining a scar on my right knee.


Link: not just the scar, but that I was leaving/heading to a place where many life lessons have been learned. The Bar / High School - places where one finds out who the really are and what they are made of. Cruel Intentions, anyone???


2001- All the guys I dated name's end in the letter O.

2010- I have dated 0 (zero) people who are not already nicknamed.


Link: The circular shape and the connection to my love life. Think about it, people give circular shaped jewelery aka engagement rings as a symbol of trust and a promise. In this case the promise is that 2010 will be a continuation of 2001, which entrusts that I will be equally irate by the end of the year.


2001 - Trip to Spain cancelled because of 9/11 and paranoid parents.

2010 - Trip to Japan cancelled because I only have $9.11 in my savings and I am paranoid of rats being in my apartment when I return.


Link: Cancellation based on paranoia.


I'm not sure who I need to talk to straighten this mess out, but 2001 should not be repeated. Maybe 2003 - a chance to repeat frosh year mistakes. Or 1996 - we had all those days snow days. Or perhaps even 1985 - when I was still in the womb, with a rent free spot.


On a positive note, if my 2010 deja vu continues, it means that I will have a lot of first this year as 2001 was full of novices, mostly involving the opposite sex. (and yes i realize the irony of having new experiences and deja vu simultaneously). But let's make a toast - to me making my first million - or me having a midget encounter Chelsea Handler style, either one is fine. Both will make my memoir more interesting.


BradBauman of the SF has requested a shot-out on my illustrious page! If anyone else would like to be mentioned, please let me know.

update in progress

Optimism

new year. more experiences. can't wait.

2010 is going to be a year to remember
i can feel it

I AM BAD ASS

First off new york is by far one of my fav cities - it is the only place that i can lose my license, but not my wallet - see a man with a sock on his hoo hoo wearing a cape, yet he looks appropriate - where i can be on a rooftop watching fireworks, next to a model having a photo shoot, and a couple practicing the meringue. its definitely the city where randomness coincides in a completely run-of-the-mill way.

Kansas City aka KC, now has a special place in my heart - mostly bc of the ridiculousness that began at the airport. What do you do when you're at the airport 3 hours before your flight time?? You hit up the bar - i made 4 drinking buddies (one who was on her way to rehab - hope it works out this time M) - and one who happened to be on my flight (the 3 vodka tonics on the plane was an ingenious idea).

I'll sum up the weekend in a few phrases: cougars who give lap dances, kissing as a negotiation technique, french fries as chasers, and mind blowing bbq. if none of this appeals to you we had at $125 bar tab for dinner and 12 rounds of drinks for 5 people!

I would like to thank my coworker for reminding me not to drunk dial - "if my dad had not drunk dialed my mom, i would not be here." drunk dialing can lead to children - got it!

On Saturday - i jumped out of a perfectly fine plane - skydiving is amazigness - the feeling of floating in the air is exhilarating! As the guy i jumped with stated during our free fall "this is bad ass" which translates to i am bad ass! Look at the pic below that's 20 minutes before i jumped, the only reason i didn't wear a skirt is bc Carol forbid it....