the fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool

1. Looking back at it now, how were your holidays and your time on New Year's Eve?
   Thanksgiving was by turns wonderfully comfortable and pointlessly painful; that's not going to happen again. Christmas was the same as ever ("as ever" being the version we've been doing since the end of my marriage, anyway)—low-key to the point of boring and almost completely devoid of actual holiday meaning. I spent some time with family and friends, which is always good, and bought a car. New Years was the best of the bunch: I got pretty drunk and hung out with the Cat-Beasts, watching dreadful local television, yammering and laughing for hours, and we all slept in relatively late for that crew. I had a good time.
2. Do you have any unusual collections?
   sure do. Offhand, I'll mention: plastic-coated paperclips and business cards (to use as bookmarks).
3. If you could train a machine to do one thing for you whenever you wanted, what would you have it do?
   answer the following question: "So what brought you to [this state]?"
4. What is one thing that makes you cry?
   I'm beginning to wonder if I've forgotten how; it's been a while. Probably tempting fate with that, hmm?
5. What do you love to do on the weekend?
   sleep 'til I wake up, read, and follow no one else's schedule. There was NONE of that this weekend.
6. Do you and your family get along?
   yes, pretty much, with the exception of the exception.
7. Who do you normally turn to when you need to complain about something?
   Fluffy, or The Cat, or my journal
8. What is the last thing you ordered on-line?
   downloaded a song from iTunes yesterday. In a more physical sense, a couple of weeks ago I bought a necklace to wear to a wedding.
9. Have you ever gotten kicked out somewhere? If yes, do tell.  sure. There was a bar called "[redacted] Pub" from which I was removed several times for failure to produce legal identification...only to return later via the other door (it was situated on a corner and had entries on both sides, which was either sneaky-smart or just damned stupid). I would rarely employ a pathetic disguise of some sort (e.g. trading jackets with a friend or altering my hairstyle) but typically just walked around the block and came right back in.
   I was asked to leave my college library on one memorable occasion, too, in the company of a young man who is now a mid-level functionary in the St. P government. Good times....

[quiz borrowed from the standard donor, who got it here; title quotation by William Shakespeare, from As You Like It]