One of my sister's friends was bouncing on the balls of his feet, excitedly trying to work out what to do for NYE.

All I could think was "clearly young", but it's not inevitable that time will grind your expectations into a bitter dust of disappointment. He could be that cool and fun that he's had a decade and a half of FUNFUNFUN, but it's clearly not been with many people I know.

I explained my case to an attending, and lo! My normal regimen makes sense, but because they wasted one round giving it IN PILLS as well as a litre of fluids, he can't give me enough that way. I may not have any NYE plans, but it may be sensible to plan NYD itself.

I have a classic history of horrible NYEs. So my best plan is to watch a lot of football and go to bed. And then wake up and watch a parade and more football.

I love parades, so I like the idea of an early wake-up on NYD - maybe with WAFFLES!!!

ION - receipts are entered. BAM!

the house is rather topsy turvey at the moment - I am determined to improve it, but so far I have only got rid of the box tower...

Hey, Hec--does Matilda still have that prismatic refract/reflect/refract thing missing from her life? This one doesn't involve water or Mother Nature, but it's portable and cool: [link] .

It strikes me that one of the things clearly missing from my NYE celebrations is pretending to be in a relationship that I'm not in, for good or ill. That used to be a required feature of most of my larks.

Any commercial kitchen should be ashamed to serve cold toasted bagels if that wasn't the stipulation.

I went running and ate breakfast. Now I'm doing some long-delayed filing (bah). My house is slowly filling up with boxes and bags of stuff from my folks' place--things that I don't need but am reluctant to dump, because they have some family meaning. It's a problem.

I need to empty my garage, and my front closet. There is too much stuff in the world.

I've had some great NYEs, and Valentine Days. So I've had good fortune on Days Of Great Expectation.

There is too much stuff in the world.

this. possibly I should list a few items on ebay today.

Hey, Hec--does Matilda still have that prismatic refract/reflect/refract thing missing from her life? This one doesn't involve water or Mother Nature, but it's portable and cool:

Oooh! Bookmarked.

It strikes me that one of the things clearly missing from my NYE celebrations is pretending to be in a relationship that I'm not in, for good or ill. That used to be a required feature of most of my larks.

My best NYEs involved kissing strangers on that night.

this. possibly I should list a few items on ebay today.

Or for us, craigslist. We have my wonderful pink glider which doesn't quite fit in the house anymore. Bah. I'd rather have shelves.