"You say you want a resolution..."

I don't normally make new year's resolutions. The reason for this is simple: any resolution worth sticking to, I would most likely break and any resolution I wouldn't break would probably not be worth sticking to in the first place. My solution to this conundrum is simply to avoid making them altogether. Some may call this a defeatist attitude but I prefer the term realist; goodness knows January has enough doom and gloom in it already without the nascent guilt complex developing from failing to do that five hours of jogging a week you foolishly promised to undertake.

However, despite my curmudgeonly rant, I have, in fact, tentatively made a New Year's resolution this year. It was created when I looked at this blog after a long period of neglect and realised how little I post on it. My last post, I was shocked to read, was on the 13th June (not counting the bizarre and unpublished  rant against daddy long legs which I wrote in a semi-conscious state at two in the morning in Norfolk, in a notebook which I promptly lost). So my resolution this year is to post on this blog once a week, probably on a Wednesday, as I'm more likely to write a blog entry when it involves putting off school work instead of putting off weekend/freedom/xbox/sleepy time. So will I stick to this resolution? Who knows. It may be that I never write another post for it and these vain promises of further content and regular updates are left as its final message. There would be a certain pleasing irony to be found there I'm sure...

Have a good year everyone!