Here are my new year's resolutions, in no particular order:
- I'm going to phone all my ex-girlfriends and apologize for calling them so much.
I'm going to stop attacking people who tell "You must be a redneck" jokes.
I'm going to stop paying too much for my groceries and start stealing them instead.
I'm going to cut down on the time I spend spying on my neighbors.
I'm going to learn how to play guitar and start serenading my co-workers everyday
I'm going to lessen the amount of time I spend watching the woman who works in the Chinese restaurant from 24/7 to 24/5.
I'm going to try to remind myself why I needed a Master's degree.
I'm going to readjust my attitude so that my boring and nowhere job is just boring or nowhere, not both.
I'm going to visit the Mexican embassy and present my plan for illegal immigration.
I'm going to find out once and for all who that guy is who sleeps on my patio.
I'm going to stop phoning the White House and pretending to be Juan Valdez.
I'm going to stop sending my supervisor at work packages with clocks in them.
I'm going to visit Canada, just to say I did it.
I'm going to move to L.A. and finally commit myself to stalking a particular celebrity. She knows who she is.
I'm going to publish my first book with an idiot publisher who screws everything up causing people to not buy it. Oops, sorry, that was one of my 2007 resolutions.
I'm going to start watching more MTV to get in touch with the kids.
I'm going to launch my campaign for president, just so I can get federal matching funds.
I'm going to relive my halcyon days of elementary school.
I'm going to get a wireless phone with Internet access so I can stay on Gather all the time.
I'm going to open an account on MySpace pretending to be a perky, blonde, sixteen-year-old girl who has decided she doesn't like boys.
I'm going to sneak into presidential debates and constantly yell, "free bird!"
I'm going to work on improving my relationship with Snoop Dog.
I'm going to look up that kid I shot in ninth grade, just to let him know I'm thinking of him.
I'm going to finally disown my relatives who live in the trailer park. Except for cousin Wilhelmina. I've always liked her.
I'm going to get in touch with my feminine side then chase it away with a stick.
I'm going to make a concerted effort to learn the names of all my friends.
I'm going to return to my old high school to show the kids what an education from there will get them.
I'm going to stop calling urban radio stations and requesting Hank Williams.
I'm going to find out for sure if Elvis is still alive.
I'm going to stop settling disputes by smashing people's car windows.
I'm going to try to find an appreciation for ska. No, just kidding.
I'm going to go to teen hangouts and claim that I'm eighteen but led a really hard life.
I'm going to track down all my enemies and wreak vengence on them. Then I'll invite them back to the house for coffee.
I'm going to open an auto detailing shop then when people bring me their cars, I'll sell them on the black market.
I'm going to spend less time at Kroger wandering the aisles and asking people if they're my daddy.
I'm going to finally send those photos I took during Spring break to a certain someone's wife, unless of course he pays me $10,000.
I'm going to continue to live my life and stop worrying if my past will catch up to me.
I'm going to send an anonymous note to the family whose house I blew up explaing everything.
I'm going to become an Internet superstar named CoCo.
And last but not least:
I'm going to contact authorities and tell them what I did with all that money.
What are some of your resolutions?


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I'm okay though I've been very busy lately. I haven't been around G much either the past few months.