In with the new

It's been almost a year. All the stuff I wanted to do, and didn't. But there's stuff I never thought I'd do, and I did it, so it kind of balances out.

Wanted to run a marathon. Didn't.
Wanted to visit more people who live far away. Didn't.
Wanted to be slim and trim, fit and strong, sleek and muscular. I chortle, with some bitterness.
Wanted to write more, write better, and entertain more people. It's harder than it appears!

But -- I did get a set of drums, and have learned to play them, albeit amateurishly.
And I did get walking poles, which provide an enjoyable form of exercise for me.
I got a good camera too, and have taken some exceptional photographs.
And I did get to see The Who in concert. Amazing!

While I feel a sense of satisfaction for the things I have accomplished, there is also a noticeable feeling of frustration. I'm far from playing how I want to play on my drums, I don't get out with my poles nearly enough, I haven't learned enough yet about the camera to consistently take good pictures, and I don't know what to do with them. Plus, I'm pissed off that I missed seeing The Who 30 years ago.

With each new accomplishment comes more responsibility and that's a bitch!

But it's better than sitting in a vegetative state.

I want to keep coming back to this page, to rant a bit, to vent, and to track my progress.

As for vents:
I ordered a CD from HMV/Amazon on Dec. 8. It was shipped from Mississaga on Dec. 11 and arrived in my home town on Dec. 15. According to Amazon, it was DELIVERED by Canada Expresspost.
But not to me. I went to the Post Office to tell them about it, and all I got was, "I'll see what I can do." How's that for major encouragement?? Someone got it, but I guess it's impossible to tell who. I say the last Postal Employee to have it in their hands should give me the $30 I am out. Or else I shall have to try to cause the supposedly sacrosanct postal service at least $30 worth of embarrassment.

Another vent:
He's dead, so forget about him, okay? Bush sent the soldiers to get him. They got him. He was tried and hanged. Nothing's really changed. The war won't end. Why are they still searching for Osama? Like things will change when they catch him! I don't want to see or hear about Saddam's last moments, and I don't want to see or hear any tapes which are supposedly recent and supposedly from Osama.
People have to want to change. They don't. Why can't we leave them to their miserable lives and confusing choices, and leave Democracy to those of us who want it? I remember when we were terrified that the communists were going to take us over. It never happened; maybe we'll get lucky this time too.

And that's it for now.