Ideas for 2014

I don't like the idea of New Year's Resolutions.  I can commit to being a better person for three-to-four weeks without the influence of a major holiday.  Instead, I'm just making a list (because I love me some lists) of things that I am (probably) going to do in the year 2014.

1. Go to my ten-year high school reunion (provided it doesn't conflict with school).  I do this to honor all of the nerds/social outcasts who got hotter in their twenties who came before me.
2. Quit Facebook.  Honestly, I'm only still on Facebook because that's how former senior class president is going to get in touch with everyone about the aforementioned class reunion.  Other than that, it's just gotten depressing, what with everyone getting married and having babies and checking in on Foursquare when they're all hanging out without me.  So after I find out the where and the when of the big shindig, I'm out, at least for a little while.  The drawback to this is that I'll have to find another way to share my blog posts.
3. Go to California.  I've never been, but I really want to.  I want to see celebrities and eat weird food and check out the ocean and big trees and whatever else they have there (probably nothing Disney-related, though, because I'm still poor).
4. Go on (at least) twelve dates.  I decided for no rational reason that I want to go on one date a month.  Of course, in a society where it's still considered taboo for women to take control of their own romantic pursuits (come on, seriously, it's 2014), this might be tricky.  But if I'm ever going to develop normal human social skills,* I should practice dating.  I put my roommate Judy in charge of making sure I don't talk myself out of this
5. Stop drinking Diet Coke.  This is the closest thing I have to a New Year's resolution because in exactly three weeks I am going to say "screw it" and drown my sorrows in that sweet, sweet, caramel-colored aspartame.
6. Have four fancy dinner parties.  I did this in 2013 for Hanukkah and it was a success.  It was also exhausting, which is why I'm only going to do one every three months in 2014.  But when I say "fancy," I mean fancy.  I might even use cloth napkins.

I feel like I should promise a quarterly report or something on these.  I will say that I will much appreciate encouragement in the form of comments!

*And not have my next-door neighbors call the cops because they haven't heard from me in a while and now there's a weird smell coming from my apartment and the cops show up and find twelve cats (eleven of them mine, the other one climbed through the window because it had the hots for the blind one--did you ever notice how whenever a lady has several cats, one of them is always blind?) eating my decomposing corpse while a Dance Moms marathon plays in the background.