This time last year I made a list of new years resolutions. You know, the things that sound great and you never get around to? Well I managed some, and half-arsed others. So in review, I managed to complete the following;

• Get my drivers license – I have my restricted license, now I have to sit my full (NZ has weird driving license rules)
• Cut down on drinking – I barely had a chance to drink last year

And these are the things I did half-arsed or didn’t manage;

• Pick up my grades at uni – to be fair I did improve in the second trimester compared to the first. I’m deep into my research now, so I’m through.
• Eat better and lose some weight (10Kg) – I’ve not lost weight, although I’ve not tried.
• Get more sleep – Didn’t happen either. I need to get this sorted out.
• Get some decent exercise done – maybe join a gym – I did Kung Fu for a while and it was fun until I started injuring myself every time. I blame my weight for this.

So that leaves me with this years resolutions. I’m not going to suggest proposals as grand as PZ Myers (those are some fantastic wishes, BTW), as I need to keep things reasonable, so here are some of my goals in two thousand and seven;

• Get my research and thesis done within the calendar year. I don’t want to be at school much longer as I’m sick and tired of the poverty.
• Lose weight, eat well, exercise and get more sleep. The usual better living goal. Let’s see if I can manage it this year
• Be nicer to people. Seriously, I’ve been becoming a real cunt in recent years. I’m being a dick simply to get attention. My people-hating hassle-others-as-self-defence scheme has to change or I’m going to lose a lot of friends
• Continue in simplifying my life by reducing the things I own. I’ve been over possessions for quite some time and I still have a lot of things I need to get rid of, or find convergent solutions for

That’ll do for now. Sleep time.