Unfortunately this is not a report of some debil­i­tat­ing dis­ease from a lab test gone bad that spreads through the pop­u­la­tion like wild­fire, turn­ing peo­ple into zom­bies. This is just me tak­ing account of my inabil­ity to write a blog post. Kinda pathetic really. But it’s a turn­ing point, even though it’s taken me a few days shy of a month to post the results of the begin­ning of my 29th year.

I’ve decided that New Year’s day is no longer January 1st, it’s September 29th. Technically (at 8:01 p.m. MST), that day is when a new year of my life begins. The num­ber 29, for some rea­son or other has taken on a level of impor­tance that other advents have not. Perhaps it is because I turned 29 on the 29th dur­ing 2(00)9. Regardless of the rea­son, I’ve selected 29 goals that I’m call­ing my Prime Objectives. (Cheesy and lame, I know. Make sure to com­ment about that. Lol)

In the end, I plan on improv­ing the qual­ity of my life over the next year, and the Prime Objectives are the means.