Somehow I feel I should mark the first day of the year by saying something clever or insightful. But I've got nothing.
Years turn into other years. Nothing much really changes. I guess I'm getting older (no, not growing up, just older, and jaded)... The fireworks may have been sort of cool when I was a kid, but now... I would not mind in the least if selling them to the general public was banned altogether. The waste of money, the amount of rubbish produced, chemicals released, distress caused to animals - it's all simply ridiculous, and utterly unnecessary.
I thought of maybe spending the first moments of 2012 playing video games, just as a statement of who I am and what I value in life (and I first typed 'what I value in lice' there :-p). But in the end I was too tired. And the new year merely... happened.
(Brief pause to air guitar to a brilliant solo in CoF's Filthy Little Secret.)
(Pause lengthened by lack of inspiration, drinking tea, etc.)
I don't believe in New Year's resolutions. If I want to change something in my life, I'll strive to work at it, when I feel I'm ready for it. Spur-of-the-moment, hardly-thought-through promises only lead to disappointment. That is assuming you even remember the promise a fortnight later. So I'll just promise to be my old lazy, underachieving, self-centred, cynical bastard self. And should I be unable to keep that promise... well, I don't expect anyone will be crying over it.
Like always I do hope that I'll accomplish more on the creative front. Both working on my own projects, and enjoying works by others (particularly video games, which I always seem to play less than I'd like to). Procrastination seems to be my one true talent, though, and there's little I can do about that.
Well then, just be nice to each other, try not to blow up the world (well, IRL, at least), and generally enjoy life. Have a good 2012, and stuff.