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Jan. 1st, 2004 09:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
progMost of my bloggish friends seem to think 2003 was pretty crappy. For me, the year went all right. Was hoping for more, though. Didn't get as much done as I'd expected. I thought I'd have Volity finished, and some other inventions besides (BrainDump, Cooking for Hackers, and so on); am only halfway done with it (but still plugging away, drawing in friends, happy with momentum). Wanted to get back into writing columns, but didn't. Restarted my media log and then let it slide away again. No major projects finished at work, but did get some little ones in around the middle of the year, so that was nice.
Definite good things that happened last year: Felt, for the first time, to be a trusted member of an urban-tribe/social-blob thingy. (Or two.) Moved to a nice apartment, rediscovered joys of living alone. Stopped trying to grow away from my links to Maine; embraced them instead. Proved that you can reëstablish contact with people you haven't talked to in years.
Spent NYE alone in my apartment, doing the bidding of strange spirits, who had me clean my kitchen and bathroom, and take window measurements, and wash all my scattered dishes, including christmas presents (M's teakettle, and the big coffee maker my parents got me). Midnight found me happily drinking tea from the mug that![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lyricon gave me earlier that year and munching on some cookies that my landlord gave me earlier that day while I sat my nice clean table writing letters while wearing new socks (from trip to Boston to visit Filene's Basement and peep at the beginnings of First Night), and then I watched Dick Clark watching the ball drop, and I felt very content.
Have not made any resolutions for this year. I bet doing so would be a good idea.
Definite good things that happened last year: Felt, for the first time, to be a trusted member of an urban-tribe/social-blob thingy. (Or two.) Moved to a nice apartment, rediscovered joys of living alone. Stopped trying to grow away from my links to Maine; embraced them instead. Proved that you can reëstablish contact with people you haven't talked to in years.
Spent NYE alone in my apartment, doing the bidding of strange spirits, who had me clean my kitchen and bathroom, and take window measurements, and wash all my scattered dishes, including christmas presents (M's teakettle, and the big coffee maker my parents got me). Midnight found me happily drinking tea from the mug that
lyricon gave me earlier that year and munching on some cookies that my landlord gave me earlier that day while I sat my nice clean table writing letters while wearing new socks (from trip to Boston to visit Filene's Basement and peep at the beginnings of First Night), and then I watched Dick Clark watching the ball drop, and I felt very content.Have not made any resolutions for this year. I bet doing so would be a good idea.