New Year's Day is almost over. I had no where to go and no place to be. It was nice. Actually, I sat in front of the computer all day adding more songs to my iPod. What's the sense of having a 30 gig iPod if you can't fill it up?!?
Last night's New Year's Eve party was good. Lots of food, lots of people, lots of alcohol, and lots of sexual innuendo. It's amazing the depths of depravity that this group can sink to. I'm sure we made a number of brain cells die in those people who really don't hang around us that much.
We watched the ball drop in Times Square as the clock struck midnight and a new year began. Once again we get a fresh start — another chance to become something better than what we currently are. This is where those pesky New Year's Resolutions come in.
Usually I don't make New Year's Resolutions. Never have. I see people go through this process every year and it always seems to conclude with the same result. It always seems to end up being a race to see who can break their resolution first. But one can at least appreciate the intention.
This year, I'm going set myself some goals — things to strive for in my quest become a better person. The word "resolution" just doesn't have the same impact as "goal" — at least not in my mind.
Over the past week I've been thinking about the things I want to achieve, about the person I want to become during the coming year. I'm not sure if it's tradition or not, but everyone seems to have their resolutions set before the stroke of midnight on New Year's Eve. I knew I had mine ready to go when 2008 started. The preparations were done and everything went into play at the moment everyone yelled "Happy New Year."