2016 raze drunk adele sings: hello. it's me. i was wondering if after all these beers you'd like to feet. let's see what you've got. maybe at some point you'll see fit to make some snow before spring comes, yeah? 2015 wasn't feeling it so much. 160101 ... epitome of incomprehensibility Exciting future plans: I was thinking of starting driving lessons in the summer. It would be a way to face a fear (not driving because you're afraid seems like a silly reason - if you pay attention you probably won't hurt people - but I'm afraid I'm not good at focusing and I'll ignore a detail and I'll get tickets for stupid things like being in the wrong lane... etc.: this is silly, isn't it?). It might or might not be a skill worth learning. Scenario: I'm in a car with someone and they have a heart attack. I either can or cannot drive them to the hospital. Is this likely? Not very. Probably driving would come in handy in more banal situations, such as helping someone move furniture. But I'm not sure it's worth it. Driving comes with expenses, even if you don't own the car, and the electric ones aren't completely nice to the environment either. Lithium needs to be mined for the batteries, etc. I don't know I don't know I don't know. Last year I made a sort of cost/benefit analysis and decided not to get a cell phone yet (for one reason, I have a phone installed on my work computer). But this isn't an analysis, it's a muddle. Anyway, happy 2016 to all other blatherpeople. Hello, 2016, and welcome to Earth. 160102 ... unhinged my horoscopes keep telling me greatness is just around the corner if i can just be patient 2015 left me cynical and skeptical of anything good happening to me but my horoscopes do have a way of being creepy accurate sometimes. maybe that interview will happen soon 160103 ... e_o_i My horoscope in the local paper is frustrating because it keeps giving me boring good advice instead of predictions. Where are the handsome strangers I ordered? Where are my lucky numbers?? Well, I guess advice is safer. Less room for error. Though the "scarily accurate" or at least scary part applies to my 11th-grade art teacher. She had a braid she wore down her back, brown with a slight reddish tinge, and when I said I was a Gemini (reluctantly, because I didn't want to be astrologized) she said, "Ah, so you lead a double life," in a mysterious voice. (At the time, I rather did, though it wasn't something I was proud of. I had a terrible temper at home, but at school I was thought of as calm.) Calm... and rational; how that worked I don't know. I'm entirely irrational. Mind you, I'm inclined to think that stars don't have much influence of human behaviour since the things are so far away (a materialist though irrational viewpoint), but put me back a few centuries and I'd probably worship the sun and moon. Probably the moon because it's smaller and it doesn't hurt to look at it. Yes, instead of looking at a Google calendar half the day, I'd be painting my skin different colours depending on what phase the moon was in. That never happened, did it? I think I just made that up from some half-remembered thing about the Picts painting themselves blue. Anyway, Happy New Year, N., whether or not you can wade through my rambling. I hope this year's better than the last. 160104 ... e_o_i Influence ON, not influence OF. My resolution is to proofread my own writing better. And not to make my sentences needlessly complex. 160104 what's it to you? who go blather from