Almost a year after my original resolution to write in this, I've decided to go ahead and start.
For this year I have a new list of resolutions to set upon. The idea is that I'm going to write them down and place them in an envelope. I'll seal it and then if I can find it in a year I'll compare and see how I got on. Probably not very well but it's worth a shot. At the very least I need to lose a couple of pounds as this time next year Alan and I will be jetting off to Oslo, probably by Ryanair and I've heard their seats are very small.
So it's almost Christmas. I am not anywhere near prepared, as I don't get paid until tomorrow. And so the rush begins. I have this romantic idea that I'll have everything sorted by Sunday night and have time to footer about during the week picking up extras, and odds and ends. I'd like to go to the Fort as it's open for 36 hours until 5pm on Christmas Eve, but fuck knows why I want to go there.
This year has flown in. I feel like I haven't had a minute to sit down and think about everything that's happened and it makes me a little sad. Will hopefully spend a bit more time enjoying each day next year instead of sweating the small stuff. This is a small first entry, but I gota go cos dinners here. Maybe more later.
Ciao 4 niao.