Saturday 31st December
I've opted to spend New Year's Eve alone (again). I'm too lazy and disorganised to make my way into Lahndahn Tahn; the tube strike put me off somewhat.
Lame-o.
Anyway, being alone and having a night like any other is fine by me, although why is the tv always so bad on NYE? No wonder there's a peak of sucides around the New Year- lack of suitable entertainment to provide relief for the depressed and suicidal.
My Mum always sounds somewhat upset when I tell her i'm on my own again, and this annoys me. I've explained many a time that I do not particularly enjoy NYE as it is the prime example of an event that society says you must have fun at.
Well Fuck You society and your society-defined ideals of fun. I'm happier doing my own thing thank you very much.
I'm debating whether to open the bottle of champagne I bought myself for my birthday. It's going to stay undrunk for a very long time (and has managed a good two months so far), so maybe some solo drinking may be in order. There's rather a lot to drink. I hope the bubbles will last a couple of days.
A far more important task to complete other than the two essays I have not started is to come up with three things I wish to accomplish in 2006. I've been set this task by a galpal of mine and apparently, the more outrageous the better.
