Tonight's the last official night of 2005, and tomorrow it will be 2006. The Booze Brothers are out in force, determined as ever to make the transition in a stupor.
Unless you're a Celt, in which case New Year was November 1st. Or perhaps you subscribe to some neo-Pagan belief that New Year starts on the winter solstice? It doesn't matter.
Tomorrow is another day. That's all it is. The New Year is an artificial construct of our calendar system. It means nothing.
I expect many of you will make resolutions nonetheless, and break them within hours. Many years ago I resolved never to make another pointless resolution.
I've kept that one.
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