I’m working on two resolutions that I’ve been dragging my feet on for many, many years. Simply put, I plan to spend time here and also some time here. I can’t figure out which one is more work. Hopefully they’ll compliment each other. I don’t want to jinx myself so that’s all I’m saying about the subject. Moving on.


I walked around Old City yesterday and got my first taste of First Friday. This is where all the art galleries are wide open and encourage loud rich people to walk about the streets sipping wine door to door. I didn’t bring any wine. I’d spent the day working on some prototypes for my next project and was already somewhat artistically drained. My mental state didn’t help my pseudo-depression, either. I say pseudo because it comes and goes. I spent New Year’s with a coworker of mine and her friends at the Consititution Center (see previous entries). The party was well done, the bar was well stocked, the people were interesting. I’d bought a nice suit from Banana Republic and was looking more than okay, all things considered. I still felt a bit empty, but I’ll soon be remedying that (see my two resolutions in paragraph one). In the meantime… blah f’ing blah.