The Hit List

A summation of stuff, 2012 style (Because I need to remember things sometimes so I can keep my shit together. The asterisks are for what took me a little by surprise):

Dated, both speed and real (with dude)*

Played golf

Fell in love quite a bit

Got punched soundly in the heart a few times

Crossed a mountain range

Visited my beloved Vincent in the Musee D’Orsee

Met Berlin. Approved.

Took a lovely rolling bike tour through Barcelona

Walked five days of the Camino/had five of the best days of my life

Saw Stephen Fry perform for five pounds (bargain)*

Was tattooed by a Bulgarian

Ate and enjoyed capsicum and lasagna. Presumed I must be growing up.*

Met Doctor Who and became an infinitely better person

Met so many excellent people it is a little ridiculous

Became a member of a church* and

Learnt to like Christians*

Saw Sufjan, Death Cab, Mumford and Sons, Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes, Beck, Cake, Beirut (x2), Sigur Ros, Regurgitator. I remain as enamoured of music as ever

Increased tattoo coverage by 250%

Remembered countless times why I hate slow walkers but more times why I love humans

Was told off by a parent for swearing at the age of 30*

Felt thoroughly mediocre more times than I’m happy with

Was selfish, and lazy, and mean and was reminded why those are shitty ways to be

Met my new neiflings who are only two months old but are already strong and mighty and beautiful

Learnt that I am ok

Learnt that sadness is not the end of me

Graduated*

Went to two music festivals

Drank a lot

Wrote some

Wanted to write more

Committed petty acts of vandalism

Loved

Laughed

Ate

Cried

Swore

Sang

Danced enough for several lifetimes

Watched the world not end: was pleased, though not surprised.

 

All in all, not a bad drop.

How Meredith saves music festivals

Dirt is good for digestion

I shook the base player from Regurgitator’s hand

People are marvellous

All music festivals should encourage people to pick up their shit

Fruity lexia does indeed make you sexier

Though Primal Scream could have been more literal about it, they were pretty good

BYO policy means a world of trashy canned beers that inevitably taste the same waiting for you to not care and drink warm

Organic toilets are the straight up dopest

No one cares what you look like when everyone looks like shit

Legitimate reason to eat beans straight from the can and eat Coke for breakfast

Future husband located (feel that his being a rockstar only helps my cause)

New appreciation for ready availability of soap

A weekend without Facebook, mirrors or mobile phones surrounded by trees, music and the most a-grade peeps known to man is a fucking good weekend