The "Service Engine Soon" light came on driving back home Tuesday evening, and while I'm due for a smog check soon, turns out someone swiped my fuel cap over the holiday and threw off the pressure inside. I wonder whether mine was stolen by a thief whose was, too, and if so, how far back the $20.04 criminal enterprise goes, or he was the sole idiot who left his dangling at the pump. Either way, can't let it bring me down after ringing in the new year on such an, um, upward note …All the more reason to keep it up, I say; my other resolutions for the remaining 362363 days:

• Make more progress in Mandarin, yoga and the Phoenix Wright games
• Visit at least one foreign country, and see what else the world has to offer—in fact, as I'm already a year older (according to Koreans, which explains the rush to marriage for them since their card and cake business must tank after the 1st), I think I'd better make this an annual thing
• Get my car running, despite its locked tank surely containing varnish
• Limit fast food burgers and the withdrawal-inducing carcinogenic soft drinks that accompanies them to once a week, unless I don't get married
• Try and finish some of the books I started and begin writing my own