New Year's Resolution Check-in

Back at the beginning of the year I posted some resolutions that I wanted to try and achieve this year. Since the year is about half-over, I thought I would check in to outline how I am doing.


Participate in positve, non-political online discussions. With me finding a new message board run by a friend of mine, this is working out great.
Arrive early for all appointments and commitments. I'm having varying success with this, so I need to keep working on it. I still have the problem of staying up too late and therefore not being able to get up early for work.
Use time for valuable pursuits while still having fun. Struggled with this a lot, but in June things seemed to turn around, and now I spend as much time doing the things that I value (reading, writing, practicing guitar) as some of the pure entertainment things.
Live healthy. Ummm, yeah. Not doing so well here.
Develop a regular yoga practice. As above.
Drive responsibly. I struggle with this one, even though I probably drive less aggressively than most of the people on the road, but since I live in New England, that's not saying much.

Mood swings

I posted back on June 19th I was having troubles with mood swings. I've decided to seek some professional help in that regard. When you can't identify the source or come up with a rational solution, it's time to get someone else's help.

Tattoos

Yeah, I, like so many other people I know, used to think tattoos were cool, and even planned on getting one one day. St.Jon and I talked about getting matching knife tattoos on our calves. I thought about getting Jennifer's initials tattooed in the side of my arm in old English script, kind of like Dave Navarro with Carmen Electra's initials.

But now tattoos aren't cool any more. They're just something every white trash idiot who lives in New Hampshire gets when they have more money than sense. They're not cool, they're just as trashy as they were back in the 70's when the only people who got them were white trash losers. If I had a dime for every woman I saw walking around with something stupid on her calf or back, I'd be a very rich man.