Happy 2006.
I tend not to make New Year's resolutions. I am really horrible at actually meeting goals that I set for myself. Last year (2005) though, I had intended to do three things: do something about my relationship, join a gym, and choose a new career path. I have completed two of those things (emancipation, and joining Curves). I have put great thought into a new career path, but I have not decided on anything. That will be my goal for two thousand and six.
I feel slightly better today. I went to dinner and ate quite a bit, for how sick I am. Then I had to come home and spend the rest of the day laying on the chesterfield watching television. I crackle when I breathe! Oh, and it burns when I swallow. Combine that with the constant sniffling, and horking and spitting when I cough, being sick is turning out to be hella fun. Eight days and counting!
I have ten hours of work tomorrow. I should sleep.
{Sunday, January 1}
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