Happy birthday, mom.

Resolution the First, which states: I resolve to lose weight. This Resolution is going well. I have lost, as of last Tuesday, twenty-three pounds. Ka-ching!

Resolution the Second, which states: I resolve to get a Job. This Resolution is stale-mating. Seems a rather shitty resume may have resulted in my torpedoeing myself on at least one occasion. Many thanks to these two for assistance in fine tuning that document.

Resolution the Third, which states: I resolve to go back to school. This Resolution is well under way. Several weeks ago, I recieved a letter from Towson University informing me that my readmission has been granted. Monday the 10th of this month I have an appointment with an advisor at which point I hope to nail down my fall schedule (which might be all I need to finish my degree).

Resolution the Fourth, which states: “I (also) resolve to keep my apartment in at least a somewhat tidy state of existance.” This Resolution has been a complete and total failure.