Finishing up 2012 having wrenched my back so badly that I've been glued to my heating pad for the past two days.

On the plus side, Christmas was pleasant! I met my new step brother and a bunch of new... step cousins, I guess... and no one set each other on fire and I only had to speak to one police officer! For a non-domestic disturbance reason!

Regardless. Hey, hey, 2012, come here. Come here and let me punch you in the mouth. You were wretched — too much death and sickness and other little disappointments that really added up over time — but I feel like I also learned a lot about myself, so I won't punch out too many of your teeth. My life changed irrevocably and it's neither good nor bad, just different. I taught myself two important lessons this year: 1) Stop fucking complaining, and 2) What's done is done, there is absolutely no point getting upset over mistakes I've made or things I can't change. Both of those have made me a lot happier.

I'm fully prepared to grab 2013 and wring it by its neck until it becomes Jes' Very Good Amazing Wonderful Year.