Right, here we go, I’m bored and my list has changed substantially enough to give drastically different results, so I am back for another attempt to create a bright, shiny new goal out of the dull and boring ones that I have now.
1 and 2:Win NaNoWriMo, Die – Whilst this goal is certainly feasible, and may indeed occur involuntarily, I have no desire for 2007 to be my last NaNoWriMo.
3 and 4:Become Origami – I guess this could be taken spiritually to mean that I get so deeply involved with origami that I become one with my creations. Or maybe I could be crushed into a paper-thin sheet and folded into a crane by some evil, sadistic origami fanatic. I couldn’t do the first bit, and I wouldn’t want to do the second bit (there are much less painful ways of dying, I’m sure).
5 and 6:Ban Newgrounds – Ok, so I haven’t been on Newgrounds in over a year, but I don’t hate it enough to want it banned… That would render goal number 6 impossible anyway (although I think I will mark it as ‘given up’ soon).
7 and 8:Verify My Fan Mail – Ahahahaha. Me? Fan mail? If I did get fan mail, it would be from myself anyway, thus making it ‘invalid’, I guess. And how would I validate fan mail? Hunt down the person who sent it and find out if they’re real, and if they really did send me fan mail? A stalking goal… maybe that’s what my list needs… but it could be for a more realistic purpose.
9 and 10:Raze My Inner Cheese – Nooo! :(
11 and 12:Decide What The Hell I Would Like To Draw – Now here is a goal with potential! It would get me drawing again, although I don’t usually have a problem with subject matter… So maybe not… Damn… I got all excited for a second.
13 and 14:Read 24 Books By Geocide – I like this goal, as it would extend the period of time that I have to read 24 books (assuming no one destroys the world before the end of this year), but it defeats the object of making myself read more. And the timescale is undefinable.
15 and 16:Become Number One In Google For My Name Before Book 7 Comes Out (of the Harry Potter series) – Impossible. I have already accepted that the timescale for this goal is my entire life, so I don’t need a new one.
17 and 18:Learn A New Word Better Than MySpace – There really wasn’t a lot I could do with those goals. And I already know millions of words better than ‘MySpace’, which isn’t even a real word. If the aim of the goal was to find a substitute word to avoid saying ‘MySpace’ ever again, then any profanity would be suitable.
19 and 20See Newcastle United Fail – Been there done that! We were the first top division club to be knocked out of the FA Cup by non-league opposition. We are the only club in the history of football to have been in 2 consecutive FA Cup finals and lost them both. I would say that ‘failure’ and ‘Newcastle United’ have been rather synonymous over the years.
21 and 22Learn A Little Bit Of Every Job In The World – Whilst this would be enthralling, it’s impossible. One cannot work every job in the world, and given how difficult it’s been for me to get a job of any description, I doubt I could get near my target. And I’d have to be a prostitute and stuff. Good money if you’ve got it, but I don’t got it.
23 and 24Write Stupidly Ambitious Projects That I Have No Hope Of Completing But Will Be Great Fun To Try – Already done that with NaNoWriMo, which eats up all of November, and I wouldn’t want any more vast amounts of time to be taken away from me. Besides, if I write that much more than one month per year, I think I’d die from caffeine intake. Can you die from caffeine intake? I don’t know, but I think I’d find a way. The last bit destroys it anyway. Fun? It’s not fun, it’s masochism.
In conclusion, I have concluded the same as last time. That this was a pointless exercise, but it was fun to do and I’m ready for bed now.
I also noticed that my goals have gotten a lot less exciting, which is an indication of how dull I’m getting. Pretty soon I’ll be setting my internet homepage to the BBC weather forecast, and phoning my family just to talk. I don’t want to get old. Maybe that should be a goal: Commit Suicide Before I Start Appreciating Classical Music. But I already appreciate classical music… Oh god, it’s too late!

