The Year in Sentences

Meme from MarkTapioKines

Post the first line of each blog post in a new month for the past year. This becomes your year-in-review of sorts.

All told, a lovely, relaxing long weekend.

I have been feeling sort of crappy for the last couple of days.

Since I was sick this weekend, I didn't really do much so I kind of felt like I was cheated out of a weekend.

We began our evening at the Tin Hat.

Happy May Day. They finally removed the blood-soaked rag from the sidewalk outside my office building!

If I were a doll, the accessories packaged with me would be:
Removable winter coat, large satchel, bottle of vodka, graphic novel, wooden stake. (I imagine the doll version of me is a vampire slayer.)

Movies about Hit Men with a Heart of Gold are played out.

The company I work for was featured in a New York Times article this morning.

Should I be upset that over the past year I have been increasingly deleted from the Top Friends of MY top friends on MySpace?

As you may or may not know, for the past year I have been writing for a company called Not For Tourists.

I'm going to ignore how terrible and “Dark Angely” this sounds and just be happy that Whedon and Co. are returning to television.

It makes perfect sense that Dominic DeJoseph would want to document the man called Johnny Berlin.

It seems like over the past year, my blog has become all memes and reviews. I'm OK with this though. If I'm going to actively pursue this freelance writing thing and use my blog as a promotional forum for that, I should probably get away with writing about my personal life anyhow. Besides, I've been pretty bored writing my personal blog entries (and have often aborted them halfway through) so I'm sure that my reader(s) got there way before I did.


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