i feel as though i should do the required "year in review" post, seeing as most of the other blogs i read are doing the same.

anniemosity's year in review.
i made some kick ass friends this year (specifically on st. patrick's day). renee, tony, jason, chin, dan sarles, my darling and beautiful roommates, the half of the theater department i didn't already know, my wonderful co-workers, and anyone else i may have forgotten. thanks for a great '05, bitches.

i re-entered the duluth music scene (after the fall of that one band i managed that one time), met some pretty bitchin individuals, and scored some sweet opportunities. duluth's artistic community continually amazes me, and i'm real glad that i can not only be a teeny tiny cog in its interworkings, but i can also sit back and enjoy it.

i saw low three times, atmosphere once (almost thrice), heiruspecs twice. everything good that happened to samantha and me revolved around crew jones' shows at pizza luce. and i met al sparhawk and didn't (immediately) pee myself.

i also met a hero of mine this year and didn't (immediately) pee myself.

i also got semi-famous for a few seconds because of some pictures i took. that was pretty sweet.

my bowling skills severely improved this year. i sucked pretty hardcore in the spring (and into the summer, but that one was probably because i had been chugging beers in the bathroom with a certain fellow badass), but the last time i bowled, i kicked some serious ass.

i held a really shitty job for awhile, which drove me to a few days of brilliant blogging and temporary insanity. i was then unemployed for far too long. out of the ashes of my shitty job rose the phoenix that is my new job (and the possibility of a second job)... even though the adjustment period gave me a slight bout of insanity as well.

this summer was fun. hey, remember when we were out on the balcony drinking beer and playing guitar and the guy in the house behind us yelled "freebird?" hey dan bigwood, remember when we played poker that one night forever and then went all in on the last hand and you beat me with an ace high? hey, dave muhs, remember when you fucking beat me up? hey Ghey, remember when we walked away from black bear $100 richer? hey samantha, remember when we drunkenly skinnydipped in lake superior? hey kecia & sarah, remember when we wrote three kick ass songs? hey muhs, remember coming up with "big red moose" and laughing so hard we nearly died? hey dave, remember when you jumped over the bonfire naked? hey carissa, remember being my saving grace? we were all rock stars this summer, in every sense of the word.

remember when i dated that republican for a little while? and then he decided to dump me when he found out i was a democrat? yeah... that was funny.

i made the decision to walk away from this blog for awhile, but it really only stuck for a week or so. you guys knew all too well. in the words of the great poet, mr. steve perry, don't stop believin'.

we had two legendary parties this year: glam rock '05 and happy xmas '05. at one, we all dressed up like freaks and were rewarded with a dog. at the other, we all dressed up and were rewarded with zach pizza and matt olsen taking off their clothes in front of the faculty.

i got really close with my extended family this year because of the unfortunate situation with my grandmother. i became infatuated with my respective family trees and family heritage, and i feel very appreciative of my family this year, more than any other.

i was thrown out of pizza luce for underage drinking this year. that's pretty cool.

there were some relatively crappy things that happened this year, but i really feel that the good outweighs the bad this year. 2005 will go down in the record books as a good one.


and the obligatory pop culture commentary for today is sienna miller. i wouldn't know her if she came up to my door and tried to sell me the wall street journal, but apparently she's important enough to put on the cover of vogue in january and play the hip and trendy edie sedgwick (aka "buddy of warhol" or, as i like to call her, "eyebrows for miles"). don't fuck it up, sienna. i'm trusting you only because i don't know any better.

also, i hear michael j. fox wants to do back to the future 4 as doc. that might be cool... but (feel free to correct me if i'm wrong) didn't marty become a rock star because he didn't hit the rolls royce? i'm officially worried. especially because he mentioned "new young hot cast," which always spells B-A-D. or M-Y C-A-R-E-E-R S-U-C-K-S.

many of you are leaving today, tomorrow, and friday for your family christmases. i wish you all a safe journey, and call me when you're back in duluth. i'll be back in january.