inching toward extinction.

However much I feel like 2011 was a year of change, I expect 2012 to be even bigger.  I’m going to be making some important decisions in my life next year, and I’m so nervous that I think I’d rather just burn my apartment to the ground and start over in the women’s prison upstate.  But I think that would disappoint my parents, so we’ll just wait and see.

Happy New Year, everyone.