another day, another dollar (less)

so it's yet another year gone by. it still seems like only just last night that i was sitting in the KLCC gardens with a handful of my closest friends, having Twisties and Diet Coke, waiting for the New Year countdown - when actually it was three years ago and those friends are now scattered around other parts of the world, thousands of miles away. this year's New Year's Eve was quiet. i had dinner with some friends, and later we watched the countdown on BBC. the first day of 2006 was spent in the same way that most of my Christmas break has been spent - ass on couch, eyes on TV. see, i meant to get some work done, what with it being the first day of the new year, and resolutions and promises made to self and all that - but then Gone With The Wind was showing on BBC2 and when a gem like that comes on you shut up and devote the next four hours to enjoying it. after that came The Lost Prince, and then one show led to another and before i knew it it was January 2nd, 2006.

speaking of January 2nd, 2006... something not-really-haha-funny happened today. if you've been a regular reader of this journal, you'll know that i often have rather odd dreams. for the past few months, i've had rather odd dreams every night - most of them quite vivid and realistic. today the strangest thing happened. you know that déjà vu feeling, when something happens that you're sure has happened before... well today i had a did that really happen or not feeling, when an event played in my mind and i wasn't sure whether i had dreamt it, or if it had really happened - as in in real life - before. then, later on in the evening, i was having my bath and squeezed a glop of shampoo on my bath sponge instead of my hair. so instead of smelling like pure silk courtesy of Dove, i ended up smelling of brilliant brunette courtesy of John Freida. which leads me to deduce that i am maybe possibly perhaps slowly losing my mind. because when one starts getting dream scenarios mixed up with real-life scenarios, and shampoo mixed up with bath gel, it may be time to start ringing some warning bells, or starting the search for some misplaced marbles.

the beginning of the month is also right about the time when i start complaining about money woes. my bank balance is dwindling - slowly but surely. but although more money is just a phonecall to Dad away, i'll hold off a little while more this time, and depend on some good ol' sensible responsible budgeting.

having neglected the internet for so long, i now have cyber piles of e-mails to reply, long lists of reading to catch up on, and hopefully, hopefully, hopefully, this will be the day that i start getting some work done. hopefully.