I was going to write a meaningful reflection on 2008 but I'm too lazy to do that now. Maybe in February or somesuch. Well in a brief update on my life (or at least as brief as I ever make anything, which is to say not very), I made it home for Christmas despite the combined misfortune of nature (read: too much snow for Seattle) and Alaska Airlines' lack of foresight (read: too little deicer. Um, for a company named Alaska Airlines they'd be prepared for inclement weather). Once home I got excited because no snow meant I could go for a run! I promptly fell down and severely sprained my ankle ("That's what you get for exercising," said my sister). Spent all Christmas break with my foot propped up or hobbling around except for the night I went out with my Sac friends which turned out to be clubbing instead of just drinks. "Single Ladies" came on and I can't resist the pull of Beyonce's unbearable sass and awkward dancing so I dance about three or four songs which was three or four too much as testified to by the hideous bruising over my foot and up my leg which was revealed when I removed my boots. Back to Seattle, into the crazy week of rehearsals for the Beethoven 9, the first performance was New Year's Eve and there was a man wearing a top hat in the audience--God bless you, sir. Post Beethoven it was home to a house party so full you could barely move through the house and where I drank champagne and ended up dancing with a comedian and getting briefly locked in my room with two of my roommates before being freed and falling asleep at 3am. Then a week of horrible car problems the high point of which was me bursting into tears in front of the dealership guy, and which ended with me stepping into an ankle deep puddle of snow melt. Huzzah. Illness, illness, random, mysterious, excruciatingly painful finger injury which still haunts me, my three month review at work so I am now officially "off probation" (I feel like I committed some sort of crime...) and that brings us to 10:09pm on January 12th, 2009. P.S. It's still a little weird to say 2009.
On a random note, I've decided to try and keep track of the books I read this year. I'm curious to see (1) How many I read (2) What kind of books I read (3) If I really spend as much time REreading old favorites as I think I do (a very likely "yes" as I am currently rereading Alice Hoffman's Practical Magic for probably the 5th time...) I can't help it, some books are like home. They're my grown up saecurity blanket (although if Beaky, my childhood companion, weren't just a literal knot of yarn now I'd probably still have and actual security blanket). Where was I going with this?...
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What I did to keep track of what I read was create a list in the margin on my blog of what I'm currently and shift them down into a list of what I have recently read. I limit the display to ten (otherwise it would run on too long), but it has kept the list for me to access since early 2007.
Not a bad idea, Kris, thanks!
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