All December long I’ve had a hard time figuring out when the holidays were. Really? Christmas is next week? Really? New Years is when? Tomorrow? In fact, I think it started on Thanksgiving. That seemed out of place. Too early, too late, I can’t remember, but it felt out of place.

I’m not sure if I’m happier or sadder that the Giants almost beat the Pats on Saturday. I was expecting a blow out, a game that I could turn off at halftime, but to everyone’s surprise, the Giants took it too them, becoming a team that I didn’t recognize. Leading at the half? Leading going into the third quarter? Unsane. Watching the game was made better by texting with Nick and reading the Steve Martin autobiography during the whole thing. It’s funny because when I got home from work, I just remembered that the game was on and that it was Saturday, and then Nick texts me a reminder. Good times, man. Good times.

The holidays were fun. Short, but fun. I took the day off after Christmas and cleaned the house. I must be growing, because I didn’t mind it, per se, I was just happy to have a clean house. We just rearranged the living room a couple of weeks ago and it feels like a new place, which is nice. Better flow, or fake eastern thing, or what have you.

My ridiculous goal for the end of the year was not met, and that’s fine. I’m not going to beat myself up about it, but I’m going to try to be more realistic about my goals this year and be more vigilant about meeting them. Basically, I’m not going to set any goals. Well, except or the usual suspects.

At what point do your goals just become habits? Is that achieving them, or is that just a coke-machine mirage?

I’d been watching Hex, the British supernatural series, and I’d been happy to find a show that was going to run just two seasons (or series, as they say in British) and tell a whole story. I love that Brit TV does that. Shorter seasons, more constructed stories, etc. I got to the last episode and I was all excited for the finale, and then…cliffhanger. I was confused, until I checked the series out on Wikipedia. Turns out the series was canceled after the second season.

Well shit.

I must admit, in my hubris, I found myself watching and reforming it, turning it into a US series, fixing the things I didn’t like or felt needed more exploration. I do this, and I try not to think of it as a waste of time, but a writing exercise. Y’know, without the writing. I do it to watch TV without feeling guilty. I did the same thing with Witch Hunter Robin, and it was as equally pointless and let-downing.

All things considered, 2007 was a pretty great year. A lot of shit went down, all good. Can we make 2008 better? Maybe. It’s hard to top marrying the woman the woman you love…