My alarm clock wasn’t set properly, and as a result I woke up late this morning. I’m not all that certain I’ve completely woken up at all; I’m operating in a thick fog of unknown and probably shouldn’t be operating heavy machinery like cars or the internet.

I’ve actually started this entry four times, each time deleting the text because it either made no sense or was incredibly boring. In desperation, I even turned to an online topic generator which spewed out things like “what was your favourite grade in school” and “where do your thoughts come from”; horrible topics that I wouldn’t touch with several ten foot poles. I must have refreshed the page a dozen times before I found a topic that wasn’t laden with treacle and/or so boring I could vomit fire: write a rhyming poem about your car.

WELL. This is something I can get behind! I proudly present to you my randomly generated topic for the day:

Ode to the Mazdabator

White 5-door hatchback
There’s only one catch that
Keeps my marbles abreast

Where’s my moon roof?

You wanted white
I caved without a fight
I only made that one small request

Oh, Mazdabator
You’re not a scooter
Or a Lexus Hummer Escalade
But I do appreciate your namesake:
Sticky hobo marmalade.

It’s bad enough that I have two pug calendars that remind me daily that I do not yet have a pug, but this is just cruel:

There’s a PUG in our office. The video people have a PUG and they brought her into the OFFICE and I am BESIDE myself with the CUTENESS and emphasized WORDS.

This is absolutely NOT FAIR. I WANT A PUG!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I’ve never been so glad to have a blinding headache in my life. I woke up this morning in a considerable amount of pain and figured I was in for another one of my delicious migraines, but lo! The pain subsided to a point where it could be downgraded to a mere tropical storm, and I am back in the space saddle again after a morning of much-needed darkness and silence.

In the spirit of trying New Things in the New Year, I am eating Chef Boyardee for the very first time ever. This is another reason why I can never have kids – children eat disgusting things I am not prepared to know about. “Mommy mommy can I have some macaroni and cheese?” “Umm, no. How about you try this lovely Torta di Zucca instead? It’s a roasted winter squash tart with toasted walnuts, sage and amaretto crème fraiche!” “.. I hate you, mommy.” “Yeah, well, I wanted a pug.”

SHAN arrives tonight, for keeps. Operation: Move Cool People into our Apartment Building is going as planned!

Welcome to the second day of the rest of your life 2007! I’m back at the Space Station for just four more days until I jet off to yet another exotic location to do that thing I do. At this rate, I’m going to forget how to do my job. In the meantime, it’s kind of comforting to be back – our office hole is dark and quiet (for the moment) and the torrential downpour outside is soothing to my still-alcohol-soaked brains.

I don’t really do resolutions, but I do have a specific set of goals for this year. If nothing else, it’ll be interesting to look back next January to see how many I was able to accomplish.

2007 Goals:

• Buy a bicycle and use it
• Reduce our debt through any means necessary (cue ominous music)
• Get a PUG! Pug pug pug pug pug pug pug pug pug pug pug pug pug!
• Have something – anything – published in print and receive payment for my words
• Save up for some new glasses
• Become even more fabulous
• Continue Operation: Fun
• Prepare myself for foot surgery

That’s about it. The list is pretty doable, I’d say. I am definitely not one for overtaxing myself, nor am I not utterly lazy so my list does not include things like “climb mountains” or anything involving the words “run” and “marathon”. Fabulous girls don’t like to get sweaty unless we’re naked and being adored.

I suppose it’s backwards to introduce 2007 and THEN do your 2006 Year in Review, but that is just how I roll.

2006 was a good time. It started out violently – I lost my job at the overly corporate Space Station, but quickly found a new one at my current Space Station which has proven to be quite awesome. I traveled to four events; three of them independent of Inside the Game. I made numerous trips to Seattle, and even went home to Victoria a couple times. Ed and I moved from East Vancouver to North Vancouver in June, and it is good. Josh moved to Vancouver in November, and Shan will be joining him in two days. We have a great apartment, excellent friends, and loving cats. Stuff is good.

Here’s to making 2007 even gooder!