uninspired.

[just an fyi, i've been extremely unmotivated when it comes to this as of late. i try to find things that inspire me to sit down and write about, but lately i've just been at a loss. it's getting harder to find things that aren't the intimate details of my life nor so generic it's boring...]

so... about this new year. doesn't feel any different than the one that just finished. i suppose it's quite amazing to look at where i was at the beginning of last year, and compare how completely different my life seems now... but that's about it. i can do that any day of the year. i don't really get the whole big thing. i feel like i should at least be taller, my boobs bigger, my hair longer... something should be different about me when i put up a new calendar. alas. same all around.

this year my new year's night went as follows: a stop at becca's after dinner with sarah, her parents, and andy, which ultimately just made me sleepy. after that was sarah's, where tim, andy, sarah and i proceeded to have a few drinks and play catch phrase. after a few rounds everyone got sleepy. a movie was put on and sarah and i proceeded to fall asleep. consequently there was no countdown, no drunken debauchery, just some pillows and a few whispers of "happy new year". i'm such a holiday grinch.

my only serious resolution: accept and move on.

oh 2006, what do you have for me? bring it on, i say... bring. it. on.