No one told me christmas was in 5 days! I have not done a single christmas oriented activity yet (including christmas shopping). And new years? Where has time gone?

I need to reflect. Here are some of the more interesting and exciting thing that happened this year:

I became a Suicide Girl.
I developed an infatuation with Noah's bagels.
Only to move to Long Beach, where they don't exist.
I spent an extended period of time in New Orleans.
I started living alone after two relationships crashed and burned.
I met some amazing people, who I've now come to love.
I went to Coachella.
I got my first tattoo.
I got licensed in brazilian waxing.
Steve Irwin took a string ray barb to the heart.
I got trapped in a stairwell.
I signed my first lease and got the apartment of my dreams.
The US senate decided that building-a-$1.2-billion-fence-to-keep-illegal-immigrants-out-of-the-states was a really good idea.
I found the joys of hippy hill.
I started hosting SG radio with Missy.

All in all it was a pretty damn good year. Still, I've got 12 days left and possibilities are endless. What maniacal trouble can I get myself into before the clock strikes twelve?

If nothing so compelling happens before then, everyone have a splendid holiday and a bitchin' new years. Cheers.