I am generally a depressed old git. I hate being alone. But not more than being married. Having responsibilities and to have to listen to people is a drag. If I wanted drag, Id get the marlboro's out or the old tiara. Hmmm. Xmas is a horrible invention. All that merry making and good cheer. I cant stand it. Because I am, lets face it, a scrooge. A lookback at this year, seems uneventful. Went to Mount Kinabalu but didnt get all the way. What a loser! But there are some nice pix.

Watched Angels in America. God, it is a brilliant piece of work. Must watch again. V funny. V epic. Mike Nichols is a genius. It sort of inspired me to make a movie. I mean to actually do something about it.
That said, My Pet Project is underway. But I cannot afford to pay my Personal Assistant. Sigh! Havent really talked to anyone about it. But will do soon.
Had a semi-midlife crises this year. The road this year has been a bumpy one. Nearly died in an accident. My car was completely totalled. Brilliant. I got a new Perdana. V nice.
Got promoted which is not that great after all. But I deserved something. Anything.
My parents got into an auto accident too. Brilliant. I didnt go and see them because I am useless. I am soo going to hell for this. Amongst other things. This year has been v stressful and I have officially started smoking. Again.
Wet dreams: OK Sex has never been my strong point and I avoid discussing it at all cost. But this year's best dream has got to be recorded for posterity: the one where I open my wallet to find only condoms and ending with me screaming "What the hell am I suppose to do with these???!!!"