Happy new year to you all. Except I've just thought of an upsetting new year problem. Like probably most of the Western world, a resolution of mine for 2006 is to lose weight. Not a lot mind you, just enough for the theory outlined below to work its magic:

Loss of weight
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Increased 'body confidence'
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Increased confidence in general
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More relaxed and friendly attitude
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Increased ability to cope with difficult situations and relate to people
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Eternal happiness.

(Yes I know I am missing some things out before the last step, but this is a simplified version of events.)

Another goal of 2006 is, of course, to spend all my money in the January sales. AND THEREIN THE PROBLEM LIES.

I'm not going to lose a lot of weight overnight, or a week, or even a few weeks. I've seen quite enough examples on how trying to do that is a very bad thing. But the January sales do not last forever; they last as long as January does, one should think, which is just 31 precious days- and one of those is already gone. So, when buying clothing in the sales, should I anticipate weight loss and buy things that I cannot currently fit into? What if I don't lose enough weight, and end up having spent all my money on things that will probably never fit me and will just languish in my wardrobe, an everlasting reminder of my failure? But if I buy things that fit me now, if all does go according to plan, they would actually only last a few months before becoming sack-like and unattractive on my newly thinner frame.

The mind BOGGLES. What are you meant to do in this situation?

:(

In other news, The Cloned Corpse of Marcus Tal is probably my actual favourite cloned corpse in the whole wide world. In fact, I love them so much that I wrote a short poem in their honour.

The Cloned Corpse of Marcus Tal
is my newest undead pal.
Gracing my blog with kind comments
the mighty Tal is simply immense.

I just hope that 'Tal' does rhyme with 'pal' as I thought, else it will just sound dumb.