I did have intentions of turning over a new leaf and cultivating a whole new attitude after realising in 2008 that most of my misery was caused by my approach to life, but, erm, I got sucked into my job and routine and changed nothing really, just plodded along from day to day, letting work lead the way.
So here is Po the seamonkey's year 2009 in stream of consciousness summary:
New job, new job fears, lots of commuting, spending lots of time by the train toilets inhaling the refreshing aroma of pee, gave some plants some hairdos, waged a war on flies,
So here is Po the seamonkey's year 2009 in stream of consciousness summary:
New job, new job fears, lots of commuting, spending lots of time by the train toilets inhaling the refreshing aroma of pee, gave some plants some hairdos, waged a war on flies,
retreated into my shell and forgot how to come out,
joined Twitter, Twitter brought out a narcissistic, self-important monster in me, nearly got swallowed up by Twitter, quit Twitter,
had a month of PCR issues at work where I felt scared and alone and was on my knees in front of the Biology Goddess,
travelled to Vietnam and Thailand, travelled to Spain, went to the Edinburgh Festival,
saw the Killers and was blown away,
wrote some weird shit on this blog about dassies and hamsters and samp, you know, the usual,
found out some stuff about my life, or rather other people in my life, that explained years and years of confusion and pain, and while understanding doesn't help them or lessen the pain, it does help me to reframe what happened and is happening in a way that finally makes some sense, was thrown into a state of nervous tension as a result of all these revelations, survived the nervous tension,
hung out with lots of Chinese people and got excited to go and visit my sister there,
had a confusing relationship moment that shall not be blogged about,
started learning to drive and am still suffering this torture weekly,
realised I have no friends any more in this country and yet this does not make me as sad as it should as I am a loner anyway, have made some aquaintances and that will have to do,
realised I am essentially a cranky bitch at heart, but that I try my best to keep her to myself,
was exposed to Lady Gaga a little more than is healthy and scarily started enjoying one of her songs,
ate, drank, climbed, swam, slept a LOT, cried? possibly not, oh yes, wait, cried, laughed,
read The Road (best book I read) watched I am a cyborg and I'm ok (best movie I watched), overdosed on Florence and the Machine and Dear Reader (best bands I found),
did not achieve anything remarkable, did not do anything worthy or admirable, remained as dazed and confused as ever, oh well, there is
always next
year.
