Thoughts on January

So, it's a new year. The holidays are finally over, but people are still shopping like there's no tomorrow. It is cold outside, but more autumnal than wintery, which is good considering the traffic breakdowns at the lightest snowfall.
I didn't make any New Year's resolutions. I know what I want to do, and I made promises to myself, which I like much better, and which I plan to keep.
I bought myself two late christmas presents: A new radio for the kitchen so I can listen to music while doing the dishes, and a digital camera which is the envy of a few people I know. Sorry, guys, but you can always have them if you want to take pictures. Pictures were taken at the New Year's Eve party, some of which may find their way onto the net.
It was actually a very pleasant party, even though I was a tad miffed when I found out that my definition of "a small, cosy get-together" and that of the party host wasn't the same. I was thinking of eight or so people, she was thinking twenty. So a friend of mine and I started the evening with a yummy dinner (thanks!) before heading over to the party at around elevenish. Where we stayed until fiveish. Walking home at five in the morning on New Year's is an experience I would like to have again next year. I saw cats, and rabbits, and I'm sure I heard geese flying overhead.

Do Zombies read about dead punctuation?

"What's up? You act like you've eaten a Zombie."
That's what someone said to me the other day. He was right, too; I was tired, cranky, angry for no reason at all, and feeling rather tearful, again, for no apparent reason. It's one thing to feel angry and upset when you have a reason for it, but none? I blame it on the weather, hormones, and a vitamin B deficiency; better than to have nothing to blame. I hate myself when I feel like that, since it invariably makes me lash out at people who don't deserve it. In the future, I will either hole up at home with a good book when this happens, or make myself a button that says "Watch out, I just ate a Zombie". And I'll do some soul-searching; maybe there is a reason for these feelings after all.

While I'm on the subject of good books, I went on a shopping spree yesterday and today: Amazon, stationery, comic- and bookshop, my favourites. Also the library, which technically isn't a shop of course but which I cannot leave without a book or five. Among those five books was "Eats, Shoots & Leaves" by Lynne Truss, something I had heard about but never read. It's the first book on punctuation which has me in stitches, it's so well written and humorous. The author is a self-proclaimed stickler for correct punctuation, who abhors the wrong use of apostrophes as much as I do (as used in, for example, "Next week: nouns and apostrophe's! (BBC website advertising a grammar course for children)" [Truss p.50]). Her style is very refreshing. Allow me to quote one example:
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I think I need to revisit amazon.com and get my own copy of this.