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I finished up with work and took off two hours early on the 23rd, not feeling guilty for leaving because everyone that was at work was just bullshitting. Besides, they wouldn’t really miss me if I was gone anyway. After some last-minute shopping, I arrived home satisfied with the long break ahead of me. The longest vacation of the year was beginning–I wouldn’t have to go back to work until the 3rd of January.

Naturally, I had all of these unrealistic goals that never quite reached fruition. I wanted to complete a number of books, but didn’t even manage to get through Catch-22, which I had started long before the break began. In the end, I accomplished very little–did some cleaning around the house, finished a mountain of laundry, and went rock-climbing for the first time. I also managed to secure my bartending job for the summer, which will hopefully be the rope that I can use to pull myself out of this confounded job with the federal government. It’s still relatively little, given that I had a good week or two of time where I had nothing to do.

Naturally, New Year’s Eve was spent with my beloved. We went to watch the new flick by Jean-Pierre Jeunet, the same guy who did the movie “Amelie.” “A Very Long Engagement” has several of the same actors and actresses, including the main played by Audrey Tatou. Jeunet’s newest film is significantly darker than “Amelie,” but still manages to retain the mysticism and imagination that his last movie managed so well. The plot was a tad rickety, though, and it wasn’t quite as fun to watch as “Amelie.” After the movie, we went out for dinner and then home to watch the ball drop. On the way home, we stopped at the grocery to get some champagne, but unfortunately all they had was a $4.00 bottle of sparkling cat urine; it was fun to pop the cork, but not so fun to finish the night by pouring it all down the drain. Resolutions were made and I drifted off to sleep.

My New Year’s resolutions are minimal, at best. I resolved to read more (60 pages per day was, precisely, my original figure) but that has since broken down, like most of my resolutions do. The
big one is that I want to treat Chris a little better than I did last year. While I wouldn’t call myself a “bad” boyfriend, there have definitely been some stretches where I wasn’t fulfilling my lover-ly duties. I intend to fix that.

So why am I writing this all down? For posterity’s sake, of course! To remind myself of this sacred oath months down the road when I can’t even remember the turning of the new year.