Ah, November 30. You crept up like a sneaky son of a bitch.
Well – here’s what I have to show for November:
Book is not finished.
Watching “Mad Men” on Netflix really makes me want to smoke and drink from daybreak to nightfall. And I can’t stop watching. And I’m not even sure if I LIKE the show!
Blanket statement alert: I NEED TO BE MORE DRIVEN. Lots of interests, some talents, no drive. Lazy, lazy, lazy (read also: fear, fear, fear). Is the key not to set goals, so if you don’t do them, it doesn’t matter?
Is the key dedication, no matter the cost?
I dream big. But it seems it’s all I ever do.
Glum month, indeed.