2006 starts off with a bang...

So, there are fires in Oklahoma, people stuck in a mine...and it's only the 2nd day of 2006. It's gonna be a great year, folks.

I rang in the New Year sitting on my couch, watching the ball drop on TV and reading my book. Read this: I can be introverted at times. Oh, the excitement. I actually had myself quite a good time, got to relax and talk to a few people on the phone. Better than being stuck at a party I really didn't wanna be at, trying to talk to people I really didn't know. I did get to babysit for my nephew, Steven, earlier in the day (this kid can put away more donut holes than I can...I think my brother and his wife should get him on one of those Japanese stunt shows, pronto), so that may have contributed to the "pooped" feeling and consequent ploppage on the couch. I do have to say that Dick Clark, although a great TV personality, needs to retire. I know he had a stroke and I felt awful watching him struggle with his speech, but when you can't count down from 10 correctly, it's time to take it easy for awhile. Hand it over to that Ryan Seacrest thing (shudder, shudder). All in all, the coverage was crappy, listened to Regis Philbin sing (why? WHY???), had a few laughs, and went to bed.

It's raining like crazy here in Milwaukee; it's been dark and dreary for the past month, I think, and it really sucks. I got splooshed by a car while waiting for the bus this morning, so maybe I won't have to shower anymore in the mornings, giving me some extra sleep time. HUH? It actually really pissed me off, but those are the breaks. On the plus side, I got to go to the gym today after work and it was fabulous...okay, it really kicked my arse, but that post-workout feeling is always good. Working out definitely puts me in a better mood. I got a free workout with a personal trainer for starting up...he was, well, let's just say...mighty good-looking, so it made the experience that much more enjoyable! hee hee...calm down boys, he's married, I'm still on the market..baah ha ha haa...oh, I make myself laugh. His name is Bill and he was actually a really cool guy, not the typical gym-rat, I guess.

My family had a dog when I was younger, Obie (best dog ever!!), and he had this extreme love for tennis balls. Somehow, the tennis balls ended up being named "Bill" (introverted AND weird!!)...so throughout this whole workout, I kept picturing my dog and his tennis balls...:D Okay, maybe this is just funny to me, but it was good times. just bugger off.

My resolution: to live, to learn, to grow. to make it through the year without a bout of mental insanity. Happy New Year :)