What are you doing New Years...

According to our calendar it's almost 2004. Wow. 2004. Every year I look at the date and every year I'm amazed I'm still around. And growing older. Mom's in the kitchen cooking up the traditional dinner while I'm up here slouching around. Dad has this notion that we should all think of resolutions and share them with each other that has me dreading later tonight. Supposedly this is so we can all "support" each other in reaching those goals, but I know how it'll all work out. Hells, we all know, which is why we were all groaning about it yesterday. We'll think of a few resolutions that'll be half-hearted, we'll be prodded into sharing them, dad will deem them inadequate and then will *give* us resolutions that he thinks we should have which he will then proceed to nag us about well into the new year. Of course, he won't make any resolutions at all because he's bloody PERFECT.

I, in fact, do have some things I need to work on and I'll use this arbitrarily chosen day to start it. I fully intend to socialize more, be it volunteering or simply opting to go out with friends instead of staying in where I'm comfortable. I've also been meaning to re-learn Italian and Spanish. I'm sure there are a few things floating around in my head that'll shape themselves into something substantial in a few days.

( Something, something, self-esteem )

Blah blah blah life sucks ( Mi familia )

The plan is to go by my aunts to ring in the New Years, but I really feel like just staying home under the covers. I'm scheduled to work tomorrow. I should have asked if I could have worked the Eve and gotten the day off but I didn't realize how much better that situation would have been. Oh well. Fun times at the Shack.

May the next Year be brighter than the last.