December 31st, 2002


2002: The Prelude to the Rest of My Life

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So I've started writing the closing lines of this chapter of my life. It's been a long chapter, and I've been to hell and back a few times. And it's only made me stronger, and made my final destination that much clearer in my mind. I can say with a certainty that I've never felt before that I know where I want to be. Now I just have to get there.

I need a new book for the next chapter of my life. One that's fresh, with clean blank pages. One that has an enticing cover, with gold filigree and raised lettering. 2003 will be that book, the one with the gilt edged pages.

2003 is all about me.
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They say it's the timing on my car... I just had the timing redone not two months ago. And because it went, there's probably an assload of valve damage and other shit.


2002 had to get in one last kick to the nuts, didn't it?
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Why am I getting registered letters from India?

Why didn't they knock loud enough so that my roommate could have heard them and signed for it? Ahhh, he DID hear it, they wouldn't let him HAVE it. Buttheads.

Why, if they tried before he left the house at noon, wasn't it back at the post office by 3:30?

Why should I have to wait until Thursday to pick it up?