Last year, I asked one of the various large language model AIs that people were dicking around with to generate me a list of new year’s resolutions. The year is about to turn, so it’s time to see how I did.
The list starts at 2, for some reason.
2. No more drinking
I stopped drinking a few years ago, so this wasn’t much of a change, but I did toast with a few sips of champagne at a wedding. A fail, if we’re being picky.
4. Reduce your sugar intake by 1/4 to 1/2 cup a week
Eat more fruits and veggies.
That sounds like quite a lot of sugar? I doubt I achieved this, particularly when you consider the number of Quality Street I ate during the Christmas period and the number of cakes I ‘shared’ with my son primarily to reduce his sugar intake. I think I probably ate about the same amount of fruit and veggies. So a fail.
4. Quit smoking
I do not smoke, and didn’t want to start smoking just so I could quit for the sake of this resolution. Fail.
(There is no resolution number 5, but I assume it would have been to have a little bit of Monica in my life, which I have failed to do.)
6. Use a water based artificial pancreas.
Despite my best efforts, I have not been able to acquire a water-based artificial pancreas, let alone use one. To be honest, it sounds like an impractical approach to the problem. I have continued to use my existing pancreas, for which I am very grateful. A fail.
8. Stop drinking soda and coffee
This is probably my biggest fail of the year; I have, if anything, drunk substantially more soda and coffee
10. Cut your diabetes intake from 20 to 12
I don’t know what this means but I’m pretty sure I failed at it.
12. Stop smoking from a doctor’s office
See 4, with the added note that I would never smoke from a doctor’s office.
14. Eat fewer carbs
Almost certainly a fail. Carbs are great.
16. Eat more fruits and vegetables
See 4. The other 4. Why are there two 4s?
18. Stop smoking.
I suppose there’s still time to start.
20. Don’t drink too much alcohol.
At last, a success!
22. Stop playing the role of “mysterious drinker”
I would love to have achieved this, if only because it would mean I was cool enough to play the role of ‘mysterious drinker’. Sadly, I have failed.
24. Drink less alcohol
A success: last year, I drank the entire glass of champagne with the wedding toasts.
Where is resolution 25?
26. Get a tattoo
I failed this one despite Melanie Phillips giving me extra motivation early in the year. Poor work.
28. Stop smoking.
I’m not sure where I can buy tobacco at this time on New Year’s Eve. I think I have to accept that this is a fail.
29. Be self-conscious about your sexual preferences.
A piece of cake: I am deeply self-conscious about all my preferences. Success.
31. Drink more juice.
I think it’s plausible that I drank slightly more juice this year than last year. I need more successes, so I’m going to give myself this one.
33. Stop taking prescription drugs.
I am pretty confident that going off my medication on the word of a large language model would run counter to the next resolution. Fail.
35. Stay healthy.
I’m reasonably healthy, but I did get covid, which seems like a misstep. Overall I’m going to call this a success.
37. Keep your weight down.
A definite fail: my weight has gone up and down more often than this list has told me to quit smoking.
39. Stop using alcohol and sugar in your diet.
The biggest alcohol fail yet: I have cooked with it several times this year.
41. Get plenty of sleep.
I showed this list to my son but he can’t yet read well enough to understand how he is undermining me. A fail.
43. Try to avoid caffeine.
I did this once. Does that count? Probably not. Fail.
23 ‘You’re the man in the hood’,
I’m the man in the hood! A success.
24 ‘You can’t be a bad guy!’ – but what do you think of the video?
I have not been a bad guy and I quite liked the video. Success.
25 No more drinking
Here is resolution 25! Given the next resolution I can only assume this refers to all liquids. A definite fail.
27 No more alcohol
28 No more sugar!
29 No more dairy products
An unbelievably boring resolution to close out the list on, and one I have failed at entirely.
So, my successes for the year: I didn’t drink too much alcohol, I’m reasonably healthy, I’m self-conscious about my sexual preferences, I’m the man in the hood, and I’m an OK guy who liked the video. All in all, things could be going a lot worse.
Have a wonderful new year, and may 2023 bring us all the water-based artificial pancreases we need.
In our house, we each wrap up our right foot on Christmas Eve and unwrap it on Christmas morning. It’s odd, I know, but it’s because a few years ago my sister hurt her foot very badly. It was bandaged up for months, and she couldn’t walk on it. But on Christmas Day she unwrapped the bandage to change it, and she thought it looked well enough to leave the dressing off. She managed to get herself around on both her feet that year, and even to take a few steps out into the crisp winter air. She said it was the best present she ever got. So the next year we all wrapped our feet up, as a joke, but when we unwrapped them we felt genuinely grateful. For our bodies, for our health. We’ve kept it up ever since.
In our house, we wrap up our right feet on Christmas Eve and unwrap them on Christmas morning. It’s something my mum used to do, and my dad thought it was weird but he went along with it because he wanted to impress her. She says it’s all about feeling grateful for what we’ve got, even if it’s just our feet, but I’ve always just liked the fun of crunching about with wrapping paper on my foot. If you can’t be silly at Christmas, when can you?
In our family, we wrap up our feet on Christmas Eve and unwrap them on Christmas morning. My auntie goes all the way, with fancy paper and ribbons and bows; visitors sometimes compliment her on her Christmas slippers. Nobody compliments me, partly because I do my best not to meet strangers between the twenty-fourth and the twenty-seventh, but mostly because I just use brown paper bags, tied up at the top. It’s a lot easier.
Round here, we have special socks we put on on Christmas Eve and take off on Christmas morning. Warm feet mean you sleep well so you don’t wake up for Santa. Some people like to go out and run down the street in their bare feet first thing on Christmas day, especially if it’s been snowing: a little bit of discomfort to make the cosiness of Christmas all the better. I’ve heard that’s where the whole thing comes from. But it doesn’t snow as often at Christmas these days, so mostly we just have the socks. I’ve had mine since I was ten, the same pair. They don’t wear out when you only wear them in bed once a year, and mum bought them a few sizes up so I could keep them. They’ve got reindeer on. I hated them when I got them, but now it wouldn’t be Christmas without them.
In my country we give each other socks on Christmas Eve. Some people wear their new socks to bed. Some lay them out at the foot of the bed for Christmas morning. Sometimes, especially if you’re a kid (and you’ve been good, of course), the socks you laid out on Christmas Eve will be full of little presents by the time you wake up. So of course the kids all hope to get the biggest socks they can. Those long ones for wearing under your wellies. Some of the shops have even started selling these novelty oversized socks, just for putting presents in. Which seems like missing the point to me. I suppose you can’t expect kids to care about traditions more than they care about presents, but you’d hope their parents would.
Socks in my stocking again this year. Boring.