But yeah. This whole New Year thing is making me look back on the past year. I don't regret any of the stupid stuff or iffy stuff I've done. I mean, standing out in the rain to protest the "conflict" in Iraq was pointless, but it made me feel like I was doing something. And Australia and New Zealand rocked, even if the Americans I was travelling with sucked. And don't even get me started on relationship stuff.
The only things I really regret are losing track of old friends [read: Alyssa] and not writing more. I've been working on Osprey for years now [read: more than 4] and I'm still not done. Procrastinating rocks, but I really want to finish. I do plan to get my pet project published, but I can't until I finish it. -Sigh- I'm so hopeless.