Another year older, deeper in debt, etc

My stars, it are 2012 already time for my annual post, doesn't time fly. It is now the Year of the Aqueous Dragon; hope you all survived the Tiger claws (pretty damn amazed to still be alive, me). This year I'll mostly be ranting about bankers, ham-faced toffs, the dismantlement of everything I grew up with and the joys/terrors of age-innapropriate lust, probably in that order and very erratically, ie when I have remembered what I came in the room for.