(Think Roger Daultry’s trademark scream and some Pete Townshend’s windmills on Won’t Get Fooled Again).
Happy New Year. Seems like we’ve been here before. I was hoping that some of the work crap that I didn’t like dealing with last year would be gone, but it is still here waiting for me.
No. I am not really that excited about it. I am the only one in the office at the moment and I am waiting for all that post-holiday chatter to start once the rest of the gang starts showing up. How was your Xmas? How wasted were you on New Year’s Eve? How was your trip? You know, all that stuff people talk about when they don’t want to face the new mountain of work.
My resolution is focus. Pretty broad, but not really if you think hard about it.
Incidentally, my Xmas was joyous, I didn’t drink that much on NYE – just enough to jam on the Rock Band and Guitar Hero games with the friends we were hanging out with – and we didn’t go anywhere, so the last question is not applicable.
Happy New Year.