this is me eating my final meal of 08 as the sunset over the vines stage at rhythm and vines. it is also possibly the last photo you will ever see of me due to my lappy being retarded*.

so far 2009 has brought me acute sinusitis and a slammin' tan. but like diana ross sang, you've got to take the bitter with the sweet, right? anyway, 2009 is just kind of happening. ideally i'd take the bull by the horns and shape the year to my whim. after all, this year i plan to grow up young lady.

i've started my list of 101 things in 1001 days. and i've nearly finished one task: to send ten postcards through postcrossing. i'm only one shy. good lord i'm amazing. my life is so entirely different now from seventeen days ago when i hadn't sent a single postcrossing postcard. i now know that kolobrzeg is a place, for example.

also on my list is to save, save, save. so 2009 is going to be my year of darning socks or whatever people who save money do. so that 2010 can be the year of glorious spending. ah, glorious spending - i think i will miss you most of all.

oh, and as per i plan this year to finally become perfect. which is, afterall, what all resolutions are really about. unless you're orlando bloom. according to the classic hits summer dj orlando's resolution is to save the environment. probably single-handedly. i figure, if anyone can - its him. and 2009 is so his year.

*appendix: why my computer is retarded

i broke my camera's sd card. how is unknown, but basically i broke off the thing that locks or unlocks the card so now i can't take any more photos on it. so i bought a new one. i upgraded to a 4GB card. and guess what? MY LAPPY DOESN'T RECOGNISE IT BECAUSE IT IS TOO POWERFUL. i know i'm supposed to love the one i'm with, but seriously this is testing the relationship. big time.

booze hound alert. i can't even go to the salon without a martini.

upon drinking too many martinis i found myself sitting on the pavement in parnell. promising not to be sick but expressing doubt about my ability to get back to my hotel.

the worst part is that getting outrageously drunk and hitting on strangers was on my original 101 things to do list. but i took it off. what a sucker. i too could have been skipping around the room now doing the i-completed-a-task dance. instead i just have a lot of shame.

anyway, like anyone ashamed of drunken antics, i'm looking for things to blame. 1) no proper lunch that day (i ate half an orange poppy seed muffin which was delicious by the way) 2) i've been really busy, my body was just dog tired (and in no way drunk). and 3) food poisoning from the dinner i did have.

in retrospect though it was probably the six martinis.

on the topic of being dog tired i'm on the up and up. i'm back in to sleeping. which at the end of the day might be the most awesome hobby i have. and this week i'm spending every night in wellington. no more gisborne! no more napier! no more new plymouth! no more tauranga! no more wanganui! and the south island can just forget it. i do get to see auckland again this week, but i'm not staying over. thank god.

and also, no more martinis. at least not for a week. i'm a bit over them.