Friday Foolery: Um, Well… Sort Of…

I am not the proprietor of nuts, thus I'm already winning. (^_^)/

The time has come. For closing books and long last looks must end.

Yup, Pinchers, this is my last post of twenny-lehm. Speaking of which, the thing I’m going to miss most about 2011 is referring to it as “twenny-lehm” as often as I do. But, alas, here comes twenny-twellve.

*looks at self* But, self?! Don’t look so glum!

Oh, I’m not! Know why? Because I am truly looking forward to 2012. Other than the Mayan Rapture*, I really have a strong feeling this will be a big year for me. And for those around me. I can’t explain the feeling, but I got the feeling, James Brown.

Now, as this year comes to a close, there comes a time to reflect, which leads to a rebirth. Lady Gaga ain’t the only bish who will making grand entrances out of eggs!

Wait… what?

Yeah. There are a few major goals I have in mind for the upcoming year.

Y’all: But this here “Friday Foolery”, Cheeks. Don’t get all introspective on us!
Me: You are correct, my children. But, since I’m in a sharing mood, I decided to share both! The real deal goals AND the foolywang goals! Leggo (translation: Let’s commence)!

The Real Deal Goals:

1. Do something that scares the ish outta me. I usually do these kinds of lists in no particular order, but this is truly my number one goal. I’m in “success by any means necessary” mode lately, and I know dayum well I’m gonna have to take a leap to get closer to said success. I’ve never seen something substantial accomplished by playing it safe and I’m always inspired by those who don’t (play it safe) so why not join the team? It’s goin’ down. Basement. I’m goin’ up, doe! To infinity and beyond. *wink*

2. Do the write thing. <– this is probably my favorite play on words of all Kanyeezy time. After emerging from a HUGE writing drought (not really including the blog, but more my screenwriting), I was finally (and recently) able to finish my third feature script. And… it felt good. I had forgotten how it felt. And I don’t wanna forget it again. I can go on and on about what caused this drought, but that’s probably another post (and perhaps for a therapist). What I will say is that it’s most definitely over. And my goal is to write regularly the way I did during the time between my first two scripts. That means a SET goal of so-and-so pages a day (to be determined… I’m leaning toward at least 5) and/or so-and-so length of time a day (maybe 2 hours). I’m more of a “page limit” girl, myself, though. But yes, I’m going to do less talking about writing and more writing… sometimes about writing. Tee hee.

3. Do try to be less self-reliant. This is a personal biggie for me. Self-reliance is generally praised. I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T, do you know what that means?! As a very proud Leo, I shole do. When I tell ya’ll I have so much pride I’m an entire group of lions**, I ain’t never lied. And don’t get me wrong, it is a fabulous quality. It becomes a problem when I burn myself out without ever asking for assistance until it’s nearly too late, which is what I usually do. I am bawse at helping others, but fail at asking for a hand. And while it’s strong to hold down the fort yourself, it takes a different level of strength to seek help. It takes vulnerability, which I believe to take the greatest strength of all. So, I’ll be working on that in the upcoming year. I already have a few specific ways to implement this in mind…

Alrighty. Thanks for bearing through the emo part of the show (yup, it happens! lol). It’s only right to wrap this Friday up with some true foolery. And, so, I present.

The Foolywang Goals:

1. Do an impromptu song/dance number with a group of strangers… yes, a la Disney. Ya’ll don’t understand how badly I want this in my life. Since I was a wee Cheeks, I’ve always envisioned my life to be much more dramatic than it actually is… like a movie. There have been several moments where I’ve said to myself, “It would be really cool if airbody just burst into song and a perfectly choreographed routine that everyone magically knows without any rehearsal.” Moments like commuting via public transit, standing in line at the club, seeing a fahn dude walk by… et cetera and whatever.

2. Do the “cabbage patch” in a patch of cabbages. Because I have a special affinity for extra apropos situations, that’s why. Don’t look at me like that.

3. Do ACTUALLY BUY THE MANY T-SHIRTS I SAY I’MMA BUY. If you’ve known me for any amount of time, you’ve probably heard me say some variation of “I want that on a t-shirt.” approximately 50-lem.63 times. And you know I’ve never really followed through on any of them. I have this (unwritten) scroll of t-shirts that either comes from conversations, things I see on the internet (I’m still lusting after owning a t-shirt that features a funny internet .gif meme… and yes, I want it to be animated on my shirt), or my own silly head.*** And it just keeps getting bigger. No, I don’t know the number. The mental list is not numbered. SO unorganized. Anyway, I figured I should start with these. <– Yes, I’d accept them as gifts. Re-peep the number 3 real deal goal up there. Run yo plans to send said gift to pinchmycheekie (at) gmail (dot) com. Grazie.

Pinchers! What are your goals for 2012, real-deal, foolish, or otherwise? Let’s have the audacity to hope! *rolls neck and pops gum*

Happy New Year! *flings pinchable confetti*

Love ya like Baby New Year loves outshining Father Time,

Cheekie

*I’ont think this is the official name… ( ._.)
**If you seent what I did there, #wegotogether.
***I once entered a t-shirt naming contest held by an online t-shirt store. You had to come up with a funny t-shirty phrase and I came up with “Kiss Me, I Have Herpes.” Ya know, a play on those “Kiss Me, I’m Irish.” type joint. Forgive me, I was in college. No, I didn’t win. No, this isn’t a t-shirt I want to wear.

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