Runaway Future

I got some time now that the holiday is drawing to a close. I’m hungry and there’s clothes in the dryer upstairs, but for now I got a little bit of time.

This is my year in review,
I can’t find any questionnaire thing that strikes me the right way, but I feel I need to do this anyway.

Things from 2005 that I will remember:
That completely dreadful navel-gazing period of change and fear that was May and June.
That is when I was broke, didn’t have an apartment, didn’t have a job, was enrolled in a university, then had a job and an apartment, needed to drop out of a university and wondered what the hell I was doing with my life. That was all profiled in my equally dreadful and frustrating MSN Space. The most haunting part was having Ellen ask me if I was happy.

Natal Day until Sport Fair, the best time of my year.
That was when I didn’t make weekend plans until Friday each week, and still had a rocking time. Spent more then my fair share of weekends staying up until 4am. Somehow convinced girls to date me. Solidified the legendary stories of the good twin and the evil twin. Discovered Tucker Max. Became a usual at the Alehouse and the Peel Pub. It was good times.
That was also when this whole webspace began.

Thursdays at the Oasis, the first two in particular.
I’m not really sure if the 8-0 drumming of the Leafs was a Thursday, but who knows. Going to watch hockey, drink my face off and then stumble around to wherever we were going. A jersey was lost, karaoke was annoying, hilarity ensued.

Things from 2006 I’d like
Motivation, sound decisions and peace of mind. I still have demons that haunt me about my future because despite my workingstiffdailysquareninetofiver life, I’m pretty much still a student in my mind and have all that anxiety and uncertainity about tommorrow. I need to fight those battles with myself and get back on my way. My horoscope in the Coast this week speaks to that. I know I shouldn’t listen to that.

I probably should join a gym. To go along with the mental above. Work gives a $200 credit towards joining stuff like that. I didn’t really understand the word ‘annually’ in the policy and basically said no to $200 bucks right before Christmas when I started to get benefits because I joined the curling club. Anyway, Daniel gave me some sound advice on the preparation aspect of joining a gym versus just buying free weights and stuff for home. I was going to cheat and get the latter, now I’m not so sure. Daniel also does push-ups when he’s bored, so I don’t know if he can be trusted.

I want a new apartment here in Halifax. I’ll start serious looking in March and hopefully will get something in the half dozen or so buildings I’ve been staring up at over the past 7 months. Through that, I’m also thinking about twisting some (an) arm to get Mildred up here. I was thinking about getting some sort of animal to keep me company in this new place, but since I have a hard time keeping plants alive, or taking care of myself…well…

It amuses me that so many people around me express a desire to travel, to get away. My own mind had wanderings abour what it would be like to spend the holidays somewhere else. The idea of not living here for Christmas, how would it be different. Maybe even sneaking home to surprise the family.
If everyone is looking to escape and does so, won’t we all just end up encountering the same things on the other side of the world?

Daniel and I watched Sahara last night. I liked it.
In 2005, I saw a lot of movies and I forget most of them.
A History of Violence and Derailed were both very solid.
Good Night and Good Luck, Walk the Line and Jarhead were even better.
40-year-old Virgin and March of the Penguins were ridiculous for different reasons.

In 2006, I want to write more. I want to turn this blog more into a commentary and less into a meandering timeline of daily events. In my mind, I have ruminations questioning Wikipedia’s place as anything more then casual information, thoughts about the current state of journalism and blogging, the future of it all. I don’t think there’s anywhere out there that covers Canadian politics the way I want to see them covered. I know that I could post essays day after day and not come close to using up the source material I have running in my head. It’s a matter of motivation and time, pen to paper.
Cory at BoingBoing quit his dayjob to devote time to writing completely. Well I don’t want to do anything that drastic, I need to pay further attention to my passions.

Starting in March, I will be getting paid for my work with Hockey’s Future. Let me repeat that. Starting in March, I will receive financial benefits for contributing to Hockey’s Future. Coolness.

I want to do more website work. I want to facelift this. I told Melissa I’d make a Blogger template for her.

I need to spend like 2 weeks working hard at the ninetofiver. I just need to catch up, even though I haven’t fallen behind. A lot on my plate and on my to do list.