The drunken revels are over. The holiday consisted of: eating my own body weight in cold meats and plum pud, going to Airey’s Inlet with the olds, getting spannered in style at a classy cocktail party and at a warehouse revel where we partied like it was 1992 (a squat in Kensington decorated with huge toadstools, a Bollywood bus, giant tikis, funhouse mirrors, what looked like a sleigh, a big screen reflecting abstract blobs, women in rave gear, men in Aztec windcheaters and a chicken, named Dolores), Borat, a couple of night markets and watching more Star Trek than a grown woman should really admit to publicly.
So I’m ‘back at work’ again (at a desk just off the kitchen) and as usual procrastinating – this time editing an article about HRT describing all sorts of horrifying symptoms I can look forward to in my dotage. So I have compiled a list of resolutions, for my own amusement:
Move office out of kitchen to forestall inevitable lunacy – I’ve found the right lass to share with, now all we need is a bonza space.
Lose 5-10 kilos before May – Date of 15-year school reunion, these events not connected in any way, hem hem.
Continue ‘nesting’ – Spruce up living room with aid of Tonia Todman-style handy hints – perhaps some stencils along the walls, or a small water feature – KIDDING.
Start work on novel with eye to nabbing cushy Varuna masterclass in the Blue Mountains – Four years later, I think I’m ready to start writing about Singapore.
Launch the ‘Spinsterhood is Good’ campaign – Make badges, t-shirts, undies, stickers etc. I’ll be rich, watch me.
See more free/cheap classical music concerts – Uh-RRRRR (noise of scorn, for those unacquainted with my juvenilia) When I say ‘more’ I mean ‘more than none’, which is what I currently enjoy. In 2007 I intend to acquire Culture. All are welcome to join.
Learn etching/lithography from hot printmaking man – Amongst other artsy pursuits, get ready for Lomo show, and find untutored life drawing class.
(and the most important one) Have fun and be happy, regardless of what I decide to do – If I choose to stay at home in my trackies and drool over Captain Jean-Luc Picard, or speculate upon Data’s ‘programming in multiple techniques’, then I shall make it so. If I want to strut around Brunswick in a t-shirt that reads ‘Spinsterhood is the New Black’, then phooey to anyone who gives me a funny look. Likewise eating only orange foods, reading Romance novels on the train, listening to Gold FM, making eyes at passing printmaking instructors and collecting Deco furniture.
So what are some of your resolutions??