Christmas is over, I'm stuffed and semi-drunk.

So up next: New Year's Eve! I can't think of how to spend it but I can think of a
dozen ways of how I don't want to spend it.

A little down over Harold Pinter's death. Damn, 3 years after winning the Nobel prize
and the man goes down. The uncertainty of life indeed.

I have a thousand things to do for the new year....No, no, not resolutions. Not now,
not ever.But I do have a few, whatshouldwecallthem...goals....Yes I have a few goals
that I want to set right by January. So that's a little exciting.

Also, December has massively expanded me. Too many outside dinners. I mean I look
like Frosty the Snowman's cousin, for crying out loud!

I can't stop playing with my Etch-A-Sketch. I love it so much. I know it's a 20 yr
old toy but still I love turning the knobs and getting myself a picture. Lovely.

Time to grab a tiny bite and see what I can do for the next 3 hours before I leave
the hot for...yet another outside dinner. =) Happy Boxing Day ya'all!