Department of Redundancy Department

We are once again into a new year, a year that we celebrate for its newness. A year like the last one only barely just begun. A year the same yet different in all but one way.

Ick, that sounded redundant!

The problem with celebrating a new year is that nothing really changes does it? Sure, a little ball drops in Times Square with Dick Clark...oops Regis Philbin...and all that really happens is the calendar changes to a rehash of the last one. Though this year is not a leap year. Some people don't get a birthday, sorry, no presents for you.

It's also the time of year for making resolutions, well not really resolutions but more pathetic attempts to try to change the bad things about you but have little or no resolve to follow through. So I think a better word for those things are illusions. Things that we pretend to want to change but really want to keep or can't really get rid of.

Sure, some are better at disillusioning than others but really, the resolve lasts as long as it is convenient.

So my illusion is that I want to be a better person. Sure I can try, but the only thing that really happens is that I will be the same only pretending to be different. So externally I am "better" when in fact I covered the shit core with more whipped cream and chocolate jimmies. Yum!

Interestingly, if you knew me in person, my blog is not really like me at all. :) I sound so negative.

Ah well, maybe someday I might actually care to put that through but am using this as a sort of defense mechanism than as a free flow of my inner thoughts. :)

Perhaps I should make that my illusion. (*cough* good luck with that *cough*)