January 1st, 2011

2020 lack of vision

time for new year's resolutions!

OK, the hangover has (mostly) receded, I've watched the first of Primeval's two-part season starter (Spinosaur startled by S Club hits and disco lights!) and have spent much of the afternoon curled up with the cats on the bed reading old copies of New Scientist. I've cleared the Christmas tat out of the studio, reordered my sketch and note pads, and resupported my drooping Paperwhites with a twist of my neighbour's wiggly willow. I've received my first marketing twitter of the year (from someone selling instructional balloon animal making videos, which is at least impressively specific) and seen my first creme egg advert.

Time to reconnect by checking my resolutions:

In 2011, cleanskies resolves to...
Ask my boss for a transhumanism.
Get back in contact with some old sequins.
Be nicer to nicecupoftea.
Tell my family about lost things.
Give some dirty stories to charity.
Buy new charity shops.
Get your own New Year's Resolutions:

That looks, er, incredibly unwise. Although...

Well, I'll make some for this year, tomorrow, maybe. For now, Collapse )