apocalypsos | (no subject)

Considering I never get my New Year's resolutions resolved anyway, the hell with it. This year, I resolve to do things that it's a pretty safe bet aren't going to happen anyway, but are at least going to be interesting.

So, this upcoming year, I resolve to:

-- battle an army of zombies to a heroic death.
-- further develop my ability to teleport.
-- get into a streetfight with George W. Bush armed only with a broken bottle and a wicked sneer.
-- become a goddess in at least eight different dimensions.
-- come up with a cure for stupidity.
-- learn to juggle chainsaws.
-- devour an entire universe in one sitting.

There. Those shouldn't be too difficult not to fulfill. :)

EDIT: I just heard a dirty rumor that my old workplace is closing early today, and this station isn't. Please stand back so things don't hit you when I throw them in annoyance. *grrrrr*

HORNBALL OF EDIT: I just spent an hour at the front counter reading schmoopy alien-baby Clark/Lex Smallville fic. Now that's what I call killing time at work. :) (I'm lucky it's New Year's Eve, there's nothing to do, and I can get away with it. *eg*)

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Hail oh Goddess of Snarkiness!

Those are some of the best resolutions I have ever read in my life! Good luck fulfilling them. Especially #3! Hee! Happy New Year!

So, this upcoming year, I resolve to:

-- battle an army of zombies to a heroic death.

Theirs, or yours?

I resolve to run away screaming like a little girl from an army of zombies.

I've got your back for the GWB street fight. Throwdown, bitch!

Well, you're already a Livejournal goddess and you're working on becoming a literary icon, so that's two down. Which other dimensions are you looking at? I understand that Valkyin is looking for a weather-goddess; would you like me to pass on a resumé?

And remember to take small bites when eating that universe. They're often full of unexpected crunchy bits.

Sounds like good resolutions to me, heh. :D

get into a streetfight with George W. Bush armed only with a broken bottle and a wicked sneer

You live in DC. It could happen. I shall keep my fingers crossed that this is the one you WILL complete!

If you ever manage any of those, don't forget us. At least film the fights :D

(Note: I have seen 6 done, and the cure for number 5 is murder)

I would love to see you take on Bushie with a broken bottle and a wicked sneer. I'll be the one in the long black coat and peroxide-white hair leaning against the alley wall, smoking a cigarette, and occasionally making encouraging remarks.

I'd bloody love to see you try number three. Notice I said "try". I sincerely doubt Bushie would have a hint of trouble with you, even without the Secret Service. I'll put my money on Bushie on this one. Besides, a broken bottle is a poor weapon, unless you're desperate.

If you want the next best thing, come out to Nebraska and get into a streetfight with someone who voted for Bush armed only with a broken bottle and a wicked sneer and see how that goes. Chances are he'll have a gun, or at least a good knife.

So, this upcoming year, I resolve to:

-- battle an army of zombies to a heroic death.

Aw, man, that's my heroic death plan.