Today marks my two-and-a-half-week anniversary of coming back to New York. This means that I’ve had sixteen days to contemplate my bucket list (ie all the things I want to do in my year off). Obviously, considering my general compulsion and deep obsession with list-making I’ve started to number off the things I’m planning to do. The good news?  The list is only two things long! The bad news?  Well, you can see the two things below: Right.  Soo, not the coolest bucket list (and possibly I don’t really understand what a bucket list is), but it’s mine and I like it.  How am I doing with these things? You…