Diary Entry For: 1st January 2001

Beginning a new millenium with a hangover after spending the night sleeping on an old sofa in a student's flat, covered by my huge topcoat doesn't seem like a good idea to me but, nevertheless, that's how I've started it. Ah well, can't be helped now.

So, it's the 21st century now. It's funny to see that we're not all living on the moon or eating food pills that actually work. Well, I think it's funny anyway, some probably have different senses of humour. Still, we're here now and nothing's changed. Actually, that's not true - just going by the amount of drink that we went through at the party I was at, I'd say several off licences are considerably richer but, on a grand scale, nothing's different.

Resolutions? Okay, I've got one: I'm going to try to write more. Today I haven't really lived-up to that, but I've got a major hangover (my own fault, I know) so I'll start trying to fulfil my resolution tomorrow.