09 March 2012

2012 radiation

It's been a long winter of no friends, dark alleys, a crepuscular flu, my one true cult follower a sneaky sense of deja vu.
I certainly engaged my inner hermit...the flu claimed me for a month and a half or so, then I filled in the rest by avoiding company and the outside world. Not necessarily a recipe for success.
February brought me round and about...even for the self-absorbed, there is a limit to the amount of time spent in one's own company....
Mr. P., as always, has been a great buddy.
Nope, it wasn't the year I was expecting--but nor did I make the year I wanted to happen, happen.
Learn to lower expectations? Be 'realistic'. 'Grow...Up'? A little late to be suggesting that, no?
Short term goals easier to score...finishing the academic year on the highest note possible is most desirable--everything else is negotiable.
It'll have to proceed like Arsenal's season. A few horrid misfires at the beginning, and they're out of all the Cup competitions, but they are ending the campaign with all guns firing. As they do, so shall I, he said.

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