Reflections on the past year
My birthday was spent alone because no one wanted to celebrate with me. And, the worst part was some people forgot it was my birthday. I also started to develop another website in my spare time (cue pathetic fallacy).
Valentine's Day is spent with my father. It was even more depressing than spending my birthday alone. Bought a laptop - finally. Went on an interview that will inevitably change the course of 2008.
Started work at a new job. Attended my first of many events for fashion week. My free time began to slowly disappear and I didn't realize it before it was too late.
Started a mind-game of a relationship. Buried myself in work so I wouldn't remember how awful I felt at a time where I needed to forget the past.
Worked on two major festivals which took up all of my time. Had a terrible time in New York because it rained for three days straight. Spent spent a full day with a rock star (who was gracious and a great guy). Went to the Sex and the City premiere and was this close to Kim Cattrall.
Got promoted by proxy. Became a talent wrangler and assisted in managing a red carpet event. Had the balls to sing (out loud) to a favourite singer of mine. Attended my friend's wedding on the hottest day of the month; an outdoor wedding to boot.
Visited a friend in the country. Went to a reading of David Sedaris. Did nothing else for the other 20-odd days, apparently.
Was offered another position with the company. Went to a concert of a performer (see June). Planned a fairly large event for a little film festival that few people know about (see September).
Attended the Toronto International Film Festival. Accosted Gerard Butler at the buffet with a spoon. Had Olympian Adam Vankoeverdan drunkenly berate me in front of my peers. Madonna. Oh yeah, the whole cancer thing.
Attended Toronto Fashion Week. Went to several shows and fabulous parties. Met J.
Worked. A lot. Shopped for Christmas gifts. Lost my mind trying to figure out what to get people for Christmas. Attended a few more parties.
Went to the cottage for the first time. Had a touch of alcohol poisoning. Blacked out and lost three hours of my life. And, of course, there was Christmas.
With a year like this, I don't need a repeat. The only thing I do need is to schedule in some time to sleep because there sure as fuck wasn't enough of that in 2008.