2025

Welcome to 2025.

In addition to being the International Year of Peace and Trust, 2025 is the International Years for Glaciers' Preservation, Cooperatives as well as Quantum Science and Technology. However, as much as I would have liked to feature "hot boy on iceberg", the image search gods were not with me in this effort.

I also realised that 2021 was also a "Peace and Trust" year. Turns out that that's just the United Nations way of going "hey kids, quit squabbling, also we exist still" essentially. The more you know. And good for them I guess.

Weirdly, New Years Eve felt like it snuck up on me this year. I don't know if that's because there was a weekend in the middle, or what, I don't know. But yesterday was very "oh, it's NYE".

After my walk I went through my usual NYE chores. Change the bedding from festive red and green to calming black and white, tidy the house, vacuum, trim my hair, etc. All thrilling stuff, but necessary. And all very much my NYE "traditions". In the loosest definition of that word.

As is also tradition, Fluffy showed up in the evening for our usual New Years Eve Moviefest.

Of course, after a month of watching nothing but the entire run of Teen Wolf, and inspiring Fluffy to do the same, just slightly behind me, of course our first movie pick for the night had to be Teen Wolf: The Movie. I'm going to do a full review on it shortly... but it was both very good and in line with elements of the series, and also an entire dumpster fire. Very solidly average.

We followed that up with 80's camp classic, Big Business, partially to expand Fluffy's knowledge of Lily Tomlin, partially because it's just a big camp farce. It is, at times, somewhat slower than I remember it being and doesn't quite do as much of the, to quote Noises Off, "...doors and sardines. Getting on, getting off. Getting the sardines on, getting the sardines off. That's farce."

I mean, it does all that, just less frantically. Still great though.

And, because we never quite get the timing right, we finished the movies at 11:30 and I drove Fluffy home, getting back just before midnight and basically just listening to the sounds of about 10 minutes of fireworks before I called it a night.

This morning wasn't anything new or surprising, just my morning walk.