Here comes 2014 whooosh

Where the heck did 2013 go?  It kind of rated somewhere down under the donkey-glop and other compostable nouns as years go, so I can't say I'll miss it much but at the same time part of me is still mildly surprised that I'm living so far in the future from my childhood that it is going to be blinkin' 2014 and I'm not only alive, I'm surprisingly functional.  As the wags like to say "Where's my flying car?" - why aren't we all living off nothing but little blue vitamin cubes or at least getting to clear the dinner table by pushing a button to smash all the recyclable dishes like Jane Jetson got to?

One mild goal for the new year is to start communicating with people who don't happen to live in my own house a little better, i.e. occasionally posting something online that is more than a heart at Tumblr.  Somehow I drifted away - I can't even say why, but my online time was smaller and so it became 'deal w Etsy shop, deal w email, check weather, check news' and if I had a few minutes to play, I tumbld.  Tumblr has the distinct advantage of being quick ('click heart. Done.') and easy to do with almost no meaningful connection or conversation with anyone else.  This can be good for brainless stress-release time and is an improvement over spending an hour clicking a rock on Runescape but still... somehow I've allowed myself to become too isolated.  Peaceful, but isolated.

So here I am.  I hope everyone is well, I fear I am far, far out of date on the daily lives of many dear people.  I'll pick up here and there, at least that's the intent.

*mwah*
Happy New Year.