New year's eve is closing fast, and I have been conscripted into being part of a group dance (now we need to rehearse, and I'm not sure when that's happening.) Feeling pretty good about this. I also realized that my back up plan of reading bad, local poetry might not be tenable, since it's ever so slightly dirty. That's not it's main feature, but unlike prose, it's pretty hard to remove parts while leaving the rest in any kind of good shape.
Also I've been having some weird dreams lately (primarily odd because I actually remember any of them), which involved my family. Without going into detail, I think my resolutions in the new year should be to stop lying and try to get more friends. Those aren't related, BTW, but they do seem to be the top concerns my subconscious is trying to bring to my attention.