This entry will be full of self-pity. But not really. Another new year's spent at home, not motivated to go out on my own. But really, I was just not feeling particularly sociable, and this morning, while I don't feel full of the freshness of the new year, I don't feel badly either. It is just another day. A day that happens to be in the year 2005. I wish I knew what I wanted to accomplish this year. I want to start running again. And to finish once and for all, the Elisabeth volume. I want to have sex. I want to circulate. I want to ski more. I want to try out being more girly. I want to be able to write in this blog about something other than myself.
ah yes, the weather: its a kind of icy grey out. I want to go for a walk but I fear the weather.
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