Impatient and Impetuloance

It's raining. It's pouring. My old man is snoring (because he's f*ed up on Nyquil). He has a terrible cold and all he wants to do is sleep and sleep. Meanwhile, I'm bored: the house is dirty, I haven't written in weeks, there's still christmas present wrapping paper all over the floor, and and I've nearly exhausted my DVR reserves. I'm bored. I know, I know, only boring people get bored. So I took to my iphone today (did I mention I got an iPhone?!? So excited!) and hooked up with my friend Lisa and we braved the rain and had a dog park adventure. It was muddy and wet, but we rocked it and Lola and Bailey had a great time traversing the wood chips and grassy knolls. But then, just when we were all having a great time, Bailey decided to take a swan dive from the top of the hill. Here he is right before his jump:

Pretty vertical, right? He landed on his legs/side/back and jumped back up pretty quickly - recovering nicely with a sneeze, a shake, and a running in a circle. I'm pretty sure he'll be just fine (No, I wasn't standing there, taking photos of him and waiting for him to plunge to his death - he's a mountain goat and loves to climb; I have no idea why he decided to try that route towards me at that exact moment).

After Bailey's peril, Lisa and I went to One Stop Tattoo in the inner sunset. Lisa got inked, Kevin and I watched, and we all went out for Indian afterwards. A pretty great day all together. The power was out when I got home, though and power outages always really creep me out. I was able to hang in there like a normal person for about a half an hour, but that feeling of antsiness and restlessness overtakes me so quickly. Luckily, though, the power came back on before I started murdering anyone just for something to do. I've decided that my New Year's resolutions are to: 1. keep writing. 2. finish at least two pieces. 3. bake bread regularly. 4. exercise more. 5. MAYBE quit smoking (the jury's still out on the one).