2019 has at last died in a fire -- yes, the whole year, gone! -- which is very pleasing. As for 2020: may we have all the vision, acuity and precision implied by the obvious puns. May it less resemble a dystopian science fiction novel. May I learn to engage my serratus anterior, and avoid injury, and maybe get my press handstand but at least keep training.
I would have been alone for NYE because
heisenbug went to visit friends in CA and I was not up for a party, but Norwood came up to snuggle me and stay the night. We played Inside on the projector screen for about an hour and watched Into the Spider-Verse (more uplifting and cute than expected), and made aperol spritzes and generally kept each other company. Earlier that day I also replaced a wall sconce that had been annoying me for ages by shining light in my eyes as I tried to read on the couch; the new one only shines upward and won't be furthering that nonsense.
Today I did the first workout of 2020, and am now hosting
apfelsingail. We each got the other a book for Christmas that the other had already read and liked -- pretty funny, and a sign of excellent gift-giving taste on both sides if you ask me. Tomorrow we hit the bookstores and maybe a museum.
I would have been alone for NYE because
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