2009.... I dunno. Kinda indifferent to the ringing in of the New Year, for once.

I always have this idea that a new year means a 'new me', which is just helping to perpetuate the ridiculous myth brought on by dieticians, lifestyle magazines and reality TV. Not my contribution per se, but anybody that buys into it.

My previous attitude towards it has pretty much incorporated my strange belief that 'later' is an actual time. Mentally, subconsciously, it's almost tangible. It's the time that I'll finally sit down and work. It's the time that the bills are going to be paid. It's that point in my life where somebody turns up and hands me a cheque for a billion pounds, gives me an Audi R8 and a Domino's pizza and tells me I can just work on my creator-owned comics for the rest of my life (if I feel like it). But that's just ridiculous. I mean, really! I'm very nearly 30 years old now and before that very real date occurs, I want to be rid of this attitude. Here's a true truth for you... I always saw the word 'procrastination' in magazines, books, on billboards and on TV, but I took ages getting around to finding out what it meant. Honest!

2009 has no real relevance. January isn't a massive change from December, and nobody has just 12 months to achieve something before they have to reassess on December 31st.

This probably isn't news to anyone but me. But now I've realised it, I can do something about it. Here's hoping.