Last year, I made around eight New Year’s resolutions.

Kept six.

(I think. It’s too early in the morning to go searching for blog posts from 365 days ago.)

One thing I know is that being stuck on a plane near a Petri dish full of sick people forced me to not keep one of the big ones.

And it upset me. I cried about it not being fair. Like a whiny baby. Wait. Not even Harrison complains.

But from what I can remember off hand, I did pretty well – resolution wise.

Note to self: Stop flying to O’Hare.

Oh wait, I’ll be there next week. Fun.

New note to self: Fly to and from O’Hare but pack everything that can battle a cold.

Bring on the stomach flu.

Anyway, this year, at a bright old 21 minutes into the New Year, I’ve decided to only make one New Year’s resolution.

Do not edit.

Not even my blog posts which resemble high school hallway tangents.

And not myself. With what I have to say. When it comes to what I believe is the right decision for me.

Which means I’ll probably not post some days.

Who am I kidding…

(But then again, how is that different from my usual posting frequency?!)

Ha!

Hello 2008.

This should be an interesting year.

“It could all be so simple but you rather make it hard”