It's Sunday morning. Afternoon, technically. morning if you're me. or if you know who i am. It's the second day of January. the Second day of 2011. It's the seventh day this week. It's been 8 days since Christmas. 18 days since my birthday. I don't understand New Years celebrations at all. tomorrow will be more different than a year from now. yet it seems everyone's taken new years to get smashed and start resolutions. like "i'm gonna drink less" or "I'm gonna work out more" and as always most people will quit by the end of February. I'm not against self improvement. I'm really not. I'm against trivial reasoning. that's why it doesn't work. I want to work out more, so if i ever get in a fight i don't get absolutely destroyed. that's why i'm not going to work out more. there's very little chance of me ever getting in a fight. most people will do anything to avoid one. and I'm not any different. changing yourself for a new year is pointless and ridiculous. Good luck. You're going to need it.
I want you to hit me. As hard as you can.
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