January

January is coming, which is awesome and terrifying all at once, like a beautiful stranger knowing your name and you don't remember him at all. (You can't ask how they know you, you just have to play it off and call them "buddy" or "chief" and hope they inadvertently remind you of your history).**

A change reallllly needs to happen. I've been in a big fat rut the past month or so and I'm ready to get out. Stretch my legs. Meet new people. Feel cute and smart again.

Here are my steps to that plan.

1)Running. I used to run three miles a day, six days a week. I freakin' miss what a release it was. It got me out of my head when I was making myself crazy. And it gave me a sweet bod. I don't think I'll run quite as far as I used to, but hopefully I can get back into the frequency.

2)Reading. I love reading. The past two months have been almost completely without the beloved past time. I just finished Crime and Punishment (for the second time. geeze it got hard to pick it up near the end, there). Next on my list is some kafka and ellison. Hopefully Utah will provide me with enough opportunities to speed right through those bad boys.

3)Not being sick. I don't know what it is, but I've been sick three months out of the seven that I've lived here. Even as I type this I'm feeling dizzy and nauseated and there is no good reason why.

4)Be good. Back to the basics. You know, being meek. Taking out my plugs. Deleting some of my sludge metal. Small things will help.

5)Be FREAKISHLY ACTIVE IN THE WARD. I wanted to do that here in Sacramento, but my job + watching the girls + not having a car = me being borderline inactive. gross.

6)Read all my old journals from last time I was in Utah. Remember the craziness. Embrace its memory, but make sure it doesn't happen again.

7)Date ALOT. Don't get stuck on one guy just because he seems ideal. I'll bet thirty bucks that he isn't. I used to be the master of having many men at once. What happened, Brooke? Where did the magic go? It wasn't a bad thing, dating alot. Why did people make me feel like it was? It was waaaay better than this whole dating-one-person-then-feeling-physically-ill-when-it-doesn't-work-out. Ohhhhh maybe thats why I feel dizzy and gross right now. That makes sense.

8)Make lots of lists. I enjoy them. They work for me.

Ok that is enough. Some things I need to do once I get there include: Find a job. Buy groceries. Buy cooking utensils. Buy laundry detergent. You know what? I can steal half that crap from Kristina. Nevermind.

**that reminded me of when I was dating this guy up in Provo and I could not for the life of me remember his name, but I somehow knew his last name was Brady. I called the kid Mr. Brady for like two months. True story.