There's that time of the year again when we all get down to resolutions, resolutes, resonance and Reinassance.

I figured I've been gone long enough for people to no longer notice me. I need to do some narcssistic blog-whoring. Just to get that jive going on.

I've been in and out of cynical swings and that emotional brush with all things dark and nasty. Call it a temporary state of incognito. Awesome. But then again, call it whatever you want. Because I am still me.

Articulately, those dying moments of 2005 has been a condusive sinewing chapter in my dysfunctional life. More than what I can handle. Over the festive periods, I have fought with foreign workers, trudged through a wall of sweaty bodies, had my wallet nicked in the process, gone for 3 interviews (about freaking time), and done battle with forms of inanimate objects, including a door knob.

Now as things come to a close, I can't but relate to the doppelganging effect when I see people around me ending the year with, metaphorically, an end to all their prenuptial commitments as well. I seriously ponder that domino effect it has on the general state of things I've been seeing. Friends whom are on the verge of marriage, friends who recently got hitched, friends who are waiting to be hitched, putting a prematured epilogue on that "so-called romance" all no sooner than you can say "Wah sian now only me left on the shelf!". The irony.

Is it the state of mind we all have, that we can all blame the norm of society that begets us all the different poise we bear, the wants and donwans? I have seen it as an inevitable bane that we are subjected to. The simplest of things are already that easy to falter. I sincerely do not wish to see people I care about slip into a state of atropy.

I have been trying to control that emotional upsurge that has been dawdling at my throat which will probably have left me in a smelly heap with its contents all spewed over my lifeless carcass underneath that prodigal shelter people call commodity. Power is nothing without control. Control is nothing without entropy.

But I gues, that's the least of my worries now. I pray for all to have a blessed year ahead.

Happy(?) New Year.