In 2009
I fought with a friend, made up, fought again and made up again.
I started a radio show.
I got a visit from Gwen the Great.
I learned all about Canada.
I got a fancy new camera.
I started going back to therapy to understand why I suck because I already know why everyone else does.
I started a new term (see #sadpants) with the help of Gwen and .
I got more experience with my photography.
I stopped hearing from another friend, a very close friend, and still don’t know what happened but gave up caring.
I started going back to the gym, then stopped, then started, then stopped…wash and repeat.
I survived.
See you next year 
I sharted a lot, drank beer, and tried to get people to start saying “Debbil done et my peanut butter”, but it looks like 2009 will not be the year for that one.
Robin Reply:
December 31st, 2009 at 11:31 am
@Grant, don’t give up the dream.
Which friend disappeared? Is it the one I’m thinking of who I know too?
Robin Reply:
December 31st, 2009 at 11:31 am
@Avitable, you don’t know her. i knew her from college.
I think that last is the most important!
glad I was introduced to your lovely blog
Sounds like quite a year! All the best for 2010!
Happy New Year!!
That’s a good list. :-)