i tried really hard not to do this, this year…

i told myself numerous times that it never works and it really is quite inane.

but since i rarely listen to anyone, let alone myself, here i am right smack dab in the middle/end of it…

and it’s essentially too late to pull out now…

plus, quitting is for losers and quite frankly, i have enough offensive jargon being thrown in my general direction, as is.

typically, i like to make these bold annual assertions during the normal time-frame like most people do…

but this month came at me rather quickly and i am still finding myself playing catch-up.

wait, actually, you know what?

i’m not going to do it…

yeah, fuck it.

you see, i already have enough shit on my plate as is, so it seems a little ridiculous of me to assume that i can take on anything more…

it’s not to say that i can’t, should it come up…

but i am most definitely not going to force it.

maybe the celestial configuration is helping me to accept things at a more realistic level!

too out there?

(see what i did there?!)

so i guess there’s that…

my only resolution for 2015 is going to be to not have any resolutions!

ain’t nobody got time fah thaaaat!

so go on with your bad selves…

i’m just going to grab some popcorn and watch the rest of you hopefully fail, so that i don’t feel quite as bad.

i meaaaan, xxoo…

and happy belated new year, babies!