01 January 2004 - 3:15 p.m. - two thousand four
Gosh, it's next year already.
There have been more holiday get-togethers than I can shake a stick at, even if I had stick to shake, which I don't. Grandma Heavens is back in town, so tonight we're supposed to go have one more installment of Christmas stuff with her. And hopefully that will finish off the season; I'm not sure how much more I can take. I'm very, very tired.
And if it seems like I'm not posting here as often as I used to, it's not just because I'm tired. It's also because most of my drivel is getting put on LiveJournal instead. There are various reasons for this, mainly that I like their comment system. It's possible that I'll continue to post here once in a while, but I don't think I have enough to say to keep two journals going. (Insert comment about how I don't have enough to say for even just one journal.)
So there you have it. A new year, a (sort of) new weblog. All I need now is a new job and a new place to live, and I'll be all set.