Happy New Year’s to all. I was planning on writing something philosophic, poetic, meaningful, but wouldn’t you know, I was busy finishing up an article that I had to send to the researcher for review so she could have it back to me by Monday. I just got so snowed in with work–not that I’m complaining about the money that I’m making, but I kinda wanted to relax and do some mental and physical cleaning this week.

Anyway, don’t drink too much booze tonight, and if you do, take a taxi. It is raining here in Seattle–like it’s been for the past two weeks or so. I guess we don’t have worry too much about a drought this year. I remember one year, when I was a teenager in New York, we had a blizzard on New Year’s Eve. Talk about starting the new year off on the right foot! I lived in Brooklyn, so a lot of people did drive and own cars, and a lot of people were stranded that night.

Well, here’s to 2006. I’m holding up my invisible champagne flute, because I’m too lazy to go search for a stock photo, and besides, I want to start partying.

Cheers!