Things I want

1. To travel. I want to go to London, Paris, Botswana, Phuket, Reykjavik, Mexico City, Costa Rica, Lombok, Berlin, and about eighty-five other places. I suspect I was meant to do this in my early 20s, but whatever. Honey badger don't give a fuck.

2. To be a writer of some description. This will necessitate writing something outside of rants and sonnets to pudding and bad TV. I should get on that.

3. To have kids. I believe we've discussed this.

4. To not have The Problem any more. I am already working on that, and will be working on it to an even greater degree come this Thursday.

5. To help people. I want to shuffle off this mortal coil knowing that some people's lives sucked somewhat less due to my actions.

6. To be proficient at kickboxing.

7. To live in my own goddamn apartment. I don't want to own it (maybe one day), but Jesus tapdancing Christ, I have had it up to HERE with roommates.

8. To get my mother-fucking American drivers' license. Soooooon.

9. To be sedated. Bam bam bam bam bah, ba-bam bam bam bah, I wanna be sedated.