I’m always a fresh new year kind of person. not certain to the reasons why but january always seems to offer lots of promise every year.

been awake about an hour now since 8am and came to bed around 11:30pm last night after a fair chunk of my bushmills whisky cj and dan bought me for christmas – darn love that whisky.

I passed out just before the new year and got the most solid rested, dead like passed out in a long time, worried if I get vertical that my legs will not support that action. blogging from bed via itouch and the posterous application.

right, better get up and mobile eh?