The end of time and some lists

We have one day left until 2008. This is the time people like to get together to talk about all the failures they had the past year and create a list of new failures to endure in the new year. No I'm just kidding. But seriously, when people make resolutions do they even keep to them? I mean there are the normal lose weight eat better quit smoking blah blah blah. Then there are the charitable ones from the selfish people. Then I'm sure people who want a closer or tighter functioning religious affiliation want to go to be at their establishments more and I'm sure the list goes on.
I've got my list.
I'm not normally a list maker, but I've got one.
I've been pretty cynical last year, well this year as it hasn't past yet. One of my goals isn't to not be cynical, just to stop being it so much about myself. That would be great. Since this is a personal journal ONLINE available to be read by millions if not trillions of fans - I think the boring self destructive banter has gone on long enough. 2008 is the year for observations and silence. There are a lot of negative thoughts going through my head a lot of the time, hence the self-destructive behaviour. So, that is going to be tapered a bit.
Another thing is dwelling. I'm going to try to stop dwelling on my failures and just live. I'm not a happy go lucky positive person by nature or by force - so I can't really expect jubliance for the sake of it. Just to be able to move on. That would be nice.
Lists. I'm going to write more lists and keep them I think. I'm not a list maker. I hate them, but I do believe they serve their purpose. I'm such an unorganized person to begin with so the fact that I can sit down and write out a list and then follow 80% of it is pretty amazing. But I want to make more. So.
Music.
I swear I thought I knew my husband. He put Lincoln Park on his itunes playlist. OMG I wanted to throw up. I couldn't believe it. As I looked further, I noticed he also had nickelback. Again, disgusting. Not that I have anything against sellout musicians, but I've longed given up on radio air-time to introduce me to the new and talented. These people aren't talented. They are pretty and rhetorical. The music is catchy and so are the tunes, but they got no guts no fantastic riffs no emotion. It is crap basically. So last night we were up late late late and I was introducing him to the world of great music. Just a sample mind you, but the basics. Obviously we don't have a lot of time, but I need to help him understand what is good music and what is shit.
Also. On the music topic. I am going to continue to branch out myself even more. This year I am going to dedicate to going to more shows and playing more myself. I have a cello and I will use it again!

Man, this is getting long winded.
I'm calling it quits for now.