I've been doing this for three years now, at least i think so but with the new design of the "post" page i can't see my archives to check on that. A lot in my life has changed- despite me, rather than because of me; or so i feel. The future is (apart from being an apparition of calenders and grammar) something that happens without our volition. Whether willed or not, it will be here tomorrow.

On the other hand, what is going to be here tomorrow (invoked by just a few keystrokes) will just be "now". The same now that I am writing this in, albeit with different content. Except now never arrives. The striking of midnight, due to occur in about six hours twenty nine minutes local time, is passed as soon as it arrives. The year never turns. As soon as the first chime is heard it is 2007. The partition has no dimension, it cannot be lived in, only passed through before even being percieved.  I will percieve the coming of 2007 from it's own nascent seconds. I will percieve myself percieving as something already passed.

I went to the supermarket earlier today, to get some food and drink for tonight. The shop was full of people preparing for a party. There will be sore heads and post mortems tomorrow, spilt ashtrays and crippled bunting. The party will never arrive. There is the preparation, then in its arrival, the party is over and we clear up.