I came home with all of these ambitions and as of now I've completely absolutely none of them. But it's something I'm alright with. I brought home books to read and songs to record and it's all been for not so far. I have picked up a book but I think it's topic is too positive for me to read right now and perhaps I'm not ready for something positive. I have written a couple songs since I've been home and even worked out parts with friends to other songs.
So far I have: watched Seasons 1 & 2 of 30Rock, Season 4 of The Office and Season 7 of Scrubs. I watched the entire series of Band of Brothers, made it to a rank of 18 on Call of Duty: World at War, and rockin' out multiple 5 star scores on Guitar Hero with my rockstar sister.
But I still have a week for productivity, and since my Xbox360 controller decided to reward my superb-expert-like playing by electrocuting me before flickering off to its death, I now have fewer distractions.
So I sit by my space heater and look out the window at the patches of snow still on the ground as Damien Jurado's voice fills my ears. And I tell myself that this new year will be different even though I know it won't be. And even though I have fewer teeth, it makes me smile nonetheless.
