I have never disliked a character as much as I dislike Joey Potter from Dawson’s Creek. I don’t know if it’s just her or the storylines she has or the clear “Joey is an untouchable goddess who is holier than thou” characterization that the writers give her. Maybe it’s all three, I don’t know. What I do know is that every time she’s onscreen for more than 30 seconds, I want to throw myself off a roof. She’s like the physical form of a headache.
I’m thankful that I have so many wonderful friends in my life. I don’t know what I’d do without some of them.
I’m thankful that Natalie is not a Hetalia fangirl.
I’m thankful that Homestuck is not a word that my animation kids are familiar with.
I’m thankful that I’m on a robotics team that seems to be inhabited by people that may actually care.
I’m thankful that people tolerate me.
I’m thankful that this upcoming year looks like a better year than the one preceding it. Even though some friends may vary in their proximity to me, I’m still confident that good can come of the next few months.