New Year's, however, is far spiritual for me. I'm not talking about the stupid ball, either. I'm talking about the cycle, getting older, life. The Celts (I believe) thought of Halloween as the new year. They didn't believe life was one long line from birth to death, they saw the years as circles. They believed that the new year's eve was a time when "time" was different, and spirits could join the living. They'd make extra food and set it for their dead.

That's kind of how I feel about New Year's. Not so much cooking meals for dead family members, but the spirituality of it all. And my resolutions sure as hell aren't losing weight, and I stick to them. It's a rebirth, I guess.

Anyway, point is: No to Christmas, Yes to New Year's. Plus, Jade, you're the first person I've ever heard acknowledge that Santa Claus and The Birth of Christ are two seperate holidays. Cool.

It's time for me to go to bed and to read some Harry Potter. I'm on the fourth book, and Harry Potter always makes me feel good. Once I finish this one, I'm starting the series again. It's been a long day, I need Hermione (and the others) to comfort me.