I don't seem to have felt moved to write a review of last year, which I think is probably because it was neither interesting enough nor (as 2005 was) boring enough to be remarkable. Roughly, I continued doing the same sorts of things in the same sorts of ways. Towards the end of the year things looked up in a couple of ways, among which is that I seem to have recovered enough energy to actually do some free-
I'm mostly not one for formal resolutions, but my most coherent general plan for the coming year is to buy a house. (For all the usual reasons: lack of interfering landlords, freedom to mess the place up how I want, the pleasant knowledge that while I'm still paying the same amount per month it's gradually turning into a capital asset for me rather than paying somebody else's bar bill, etc.)
I'm also probably going to have a gloomy mortality moment some time around May, because I'll be turning thirty this year. (I'm currently trying to limit myself to only one morbid mope every five years, and the last one was on my 25th birthday.)