Yesterday was the second anniversary of this journal. Not really a cause for celebration, but I should note it anyway.
New Year’s Eve: I went to a bar. Saw people I know. But it was just like any other bar evening. I still don’t drink, so no getting sloshed.
A few minutes before I left, I did meet a girl. She gave me her number, and seemed totally convinced that I wouldn’t phone her back, because “the cute ones never do.”
I did phone her a few minutes ago. We had a nice conversation, and we are probably going to meet for coffee tomorrow.
I’m worried about myself though. It took about half an hour of sucking up the courage to actually pick up the phone and call. I think I have gotten so set in my ways that I am now afraid of changing. A girl in my life would definitely cause that.
So maybe I am in need of a resolution to try and change that.
I hate resolutions….

I resolve to revolve. I should be able to fit that into my schedule at least once a day, with celestial mechanics continuing at their present rate.