What to say about this year. This year was this and this and sometimes a little of this. This year I made great friends. This year I made an effort to make my life better. This year I think I succeeded.

This year I made resolutions to ask a girl out, publish something, move to Portland. This year I fulfilled all of those resolutions and still wasn't satisfied. This year my heart soared and plummeted, this year my dreams waxed and waned, this year everything sweet came with a little bitter. This year was amazing and beautiful. This year I did things right by myself. This year was pretty amazing.

This year I did my damnedest. Next year won't be different.