2008, Bring It On

I’m feeling a little less cantankerous today. Yesterday’s shopping spree helped. McHotty fortified me with a birthday omelette, and about four cups of coffee. I headed for the Eaton Centre nice and early, before it got insane. I’m pretty frugal when it comes to clothing, so I do love the post-Christmas sales. I got all of this stuff for about $200.



I even managed to buy a pair of jeans without wanting to slit my wrists. I’ve gotten over caring what the sales guy thinks anymore. I don’t have time to screw around—I just say, “I want something in a dark colour that will help hide my muffin top”.

Our New Years’ Eve was a success. McHotty’s meal was fab. I was in charge of the drinks--Cava and mango juice is a fine accompaniment for spicy food by the way.

We brought in the new year with our guests, then brought it in again with the next-door neighbours. Cakes kindly slept in until eight, bless her.

Today I’m trying to do some work, but I’m slightly hungover and tired, and I keep fucking around on facebook instead. Now I’m doing this instead of writing my paper.

I’ve decided to make a few resolutions this year:

1. Fuck around on facebook less.
2. Read some non-fiction.
3. Cut back on the wine and cheese a little.
4. Sign up for a dance class.
5. Eat less processed food (that includes PC butter chicken!)

This list seems doable, I think.

Happy New Year, everyone!