New Year’s

Instead of knees Last nights drinking and singing has given me pains in my fingers. It’s like all the booze I drank last night has ended up in my fingers. My brother was the main instigator in last night’s drinking - mostly by handing me lots of bottles to store outside the back door (it was quite chilly last night and there is no space in the fridge).

but it was good to see him relax for once. I worry about him a lot. He goes to work every day to job he would enjoy if it wasn’t for his idiot of a manager. He came home on Christmas Eve angry which is really unusual. He is one of those who never gets angry. This was real rage. He had overheard his manager talking about him to another member of staff. He wouldn’t say what he heard but it made me want to cry looking at the look on his face.

Unlike my brother, who is very calm and logical, I am very hotheaded and want to do something violent and painful to that fraction of a man. I used to work for that company and left after being made to feel terrible by a different manager there. They have an extremely high turnover of staff there - most think it’s because of the low pay but no… it is the fact that the management there treat their staff like idiots.

Anyway (rant over) as I was watching him relax I realised how lucky I am to have him as a brother.

I watched twitter and my email, and at one point all three of us were trying to send texts which no joy. I love it when the networks die close to midnight.

I have made resolutions (lose weight, see more of my country and others, post every day, learn something, get into a choir or something) and intend to try a lot harder to keep them. 2007 was a year best left to rot in the dust of my memory. Right, am going to bed now. I’ve got work in the morning.

This post went to a very weird place. Sorry.