I hate that I can’t fix people, sometimes… not that I think they’re broken, exactly, just that I want to help, I want to show them that they can do what they don’t seem to think they can. But I can’t even fix myself, in that sense. Fneu.
Jay and I have been invited out to a friend’s place this evening for small-scale social-ness. I would like to go, since I don’t think I need to stay in playing sims all night tonight like I did last night – it was way too cold to go anywhere last night. Plus, I haven’t seen this friend in a while, and I’d like to hang with her a bit. Her son is the cutest 1 year old ever… but I say that of all children I know. I want Jay to go with me, although I may just go on my own.
I keep wondering if I should make resolutions. I wonder that every year. The only time I’ve ever actually made them was back in public school when they would give us assignments in class to list our resolutions (and they always encouraged us to resolve to get our homework done, for some reason…) I’ve never been good at even making resolutions… I don’t know how well I would be able to keep them… I resolve to do my homework on time.