2009, what a year. I don't do so good with the reminiscing and the trying to remember things - I'm not much given to contemplation and suchlike. But it would be churlish at the end of the year not to look back and see what's happened when you've kept a fastidious and occasionally regular semi-account of what you've been up to, no?
In January, a saviour was born and I my hobby during my time living in London continued to be moaning about commuting.
February sees me becoming famous and on the Guardian website. Unfortunately there's no book deal involved and I return to obscurity. I also win tickets to go and see a Shakespeare play.
March and the 'atheist bus' controversy is in full swing, to which I am - as usual - able to add considered and erudite opinion and analysis. I also try to come to terms with the deprecession and I get a bit ill. Poor me.
The highlight of April is going to men's gym and putting my washing out. I also decide to practice being thoughtful for a little while. I don't believe it lasted long. By far the highlight, however, is standing outside Buckingham Palace for ages and seeing the BEAST.
In May I get mercilessly mugged on the way home to vicious south east London. I get flashbacks.
June is dominated by an upsetting cold sore on my face. This month also sees me turning 26 and coming up with food-themed restaurant names on the train. Commuting-induced dementia, no doubt.
In July I leave London, for the fair provincial climes of the midlands. I also post my favourite YouTube video ever. IT HURTS, JANICE, IT HURTS! Lmao, etc, etc.
In August I buy a car on a whim and I decide that I don't like camping much. Actually, it's more of an allergy.
September sees me going to Liberal Democrat conference and start a masters course in Coventry. I also compose a brief poem for my new car.
October isn't such an exciting month. I achieve another brief moment of notoriety in Total Politics magazine and there's a postal strike. Also, I GET A HAIRCUT!
In November my life reaches a new low of nothinghappeningness and dulldom. I have an essay to write, and I listen to some Radio 4. The highlight of my month is liveblogging the X Factor. On a Saturday AND a Sunday! Thrills!
December sees me slacking off big style, but perking up somewhat towards the end, ready to launch into a new year. The clear highlight of the year, though, not just of December - why, it's my EXCLUSIVE INTERVIEW/PROFILE THING with Angry and Cliff, of Angry and Cliff: the podcast fame [don't forget to read from the bottom there, these confusing blog things]. Showbiz types, eh?
Happy New Year!
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