Tudu tudu boum boum ptéropodidé

I just wanted to write a new year post for the feeling.
I thought about writing a New Years Resolutions List, but seeing how if I want to do something I actually do it, and if I don't want to I need to think. THis last sentence makes no sense.
I need a resolutions list, but that would be full of things I should do and if I think and look at it closely, these things maybe don't interest me anymore. Which isn't even sad. So why do a list of boring stuffs?
Put simply, these things I "need" to do stressed me out enough and it just don't interest me anymore now that I thought about it and I believe if I go wrong I can still go right. So many things went right this year.
So, maybe I'd do a list of things I want to do, but if I don't do these it's because I have no time so no need for a list to get me to do these. I don't want to bother myself with that.
Still for the feeling:

WAIT NO TOO MUCH PRESSION.

I just can't do resolutions lists!
Today, super party with my actual bitch. I need to care for her, or she might go away scared by the boom boom of the new year.
I sound drunk, but I'm just tired and only ate and slept and watched the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air to emulate my mule (= my dog.)
It's a sure thing. If I'm too stressed by something that's not even interesting to me anymore, I'd better concentrate my energy on something else ; I might go wrong, but I'll go right somewhere else, and I'm going wrong anyway. I'll find success in what I'll concentrate my energy on instead, what I really want to do.

I've a fruit bat necklace. OUI, MOI. I got an ornement from Dellamorteco and just made a necklace with it. It's adorable and will let me showcase my love of chiropteras in a really detailed way. I feel like protecting it and it's not even alive. <3 Plus: technically, I didn't pay for that.
Pictures of our dog/me party:

If I should go out there, I'd wear my Black Fake Leather Vest. I'm stuck with my dog and pizzas, so I wear a cardigan reminding me of tales' granny imagery with industrial embroidery. (Industrial embroidery is shame I'm gonna embroider stuffs myself.)
Another fast thought about how Christiane Rochefort's books reminds me too much of today and are still very actual and meaningful.
My drunk sleepy dog :

I love this dog. She is actually asleep as I'm writing that, rolled in a small fur ball, paw on nose. Happy new year and do what you want. If you're in the same context as me, finally doing what you actually want for yourself outside of what others see of you is the best decision you can do.