It's only the first day of the new year and already the world is falling apart.

Fortunately for everyone, it's my job to keep it together.

So, it's News Year's Day and the official end of Kwanzaa. How exciting! I've reaffirmed - as I do every year on this day - that no one wants to work on the first day of the new year, not even at time and a half. Hangover, anyone? Yes, indeed. What a delightful start to 2010. Speaking of which: Welcome to the future, people. Is it everything you'd hoped for? No? Hmmmm. We'll have to work on that.

Which also brings me to a horrifying realization: It's been a decade since high school. Which allows me to naturally come to another shocking revelation: It's high school reunion time. Oh. Please. No. For the first year or two, I entertained the thought of actually and enthusiastically attending this event. That is no longer the case. I am not going back to Nevada, possibly ever. Even if I wanted to go back, I would quickly remind myself that there is at least one crazy individual there that has vowed to castrate me should I ever return. Since I believe this person would realistically make good on that threat, I will simply refrain from putting either of us in that position. It's a long story and I'd rather not get into it, but I was perfectly willing to accept those terms at the time and burn that bridge. Besides, there's nothing there for me now and the premise of any type of reunion is not alluring enough to even consider if even jokingly.

Completely changing the subject, I have just reclaimed my living room. Until just a few minutes ago, it was a mess of boxes and papers and junk. I've been attempting to organize my possessions and decrease their bulk. It's been an ongoing process, but each attempt reduces the load my at least four garbage bags. Soon, I will be in a minimalist heaven having reduced my worldly possessions to only the necessary and essential. I've uncovered some interesting and forgotten relics of my unpublished writings which I will begin reworking and prepping for posting on one of these sites - whichever is most appropriate. Then I will discard those pages as well. I've also uncovered an entire bin of mostly blank notebooks so I should be able to draft more new work as it comes to me.

Other than that, it's all work and no play for me these days. I sleep when I'm home and not too much else. Keeps me out of trouble, though. That's a good thing, I suppose. Boring, I admit, but good.

I'll close with the first quote from my new Quotes from The Office desk calendar - a Christmas gift from Nurse Egg:

"My boss is sending me abroad to do a presentation to an international client and I have always been intrigued by all things international: the women, the pancakes, the man of mystery." -Michael