Ugh. Unnnh. Errr. Send Advil.

Once again, I realize that it has been ages since I updated this blog. Am I not fit for the internet? It moves too fast for me. Or maybe I’ve just spent the better part of December drinking. That could be the problem. Who has time to update a blog when there’s wine to be consumed?

So, happy new year everyone! Thus far 2009 has brought me a dull headache, nausea, and I’m pretty sure I can smell the alcohol fumes seeping from my pores. Thanks, 2009! Won’t someone please remind me next time that I should NOT under any circumstances mix wine, champagne, and vodka? Not even just a little bit. I might be tempted, but just slap my hand. Slap it hard so that the pain will remind me of the pain I’m feeling now.

I’m not sure that I’m ready for this year, as I haven’t made any firm resolutions yet. I haven’t even reflected on last year yet, and I don’t think I want to. I mean, I’m grateful to be alive and employed and all that, but I can’t say that 2008 was truly stellar. I guess that’s the beauty of celebrating a “new year.” You can convince yourself for at least a month that things are going to be better this time around the calendar. Woo! That was a little depressing! Invite me to your next party, you won’t regret it.

At any rate, I hope that all of you do indeed have a happy new year, and that you achieve and receive everything your sweet little hearts desire. And seriously, I wasn’t kidding about the mixing alcohol thing. Slap my hand. Clearly I need saving from myself.