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[apocalypsos]

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*)

Comments

[nitzana.livejournal.com]

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.