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Well, the year is almost over
Dec. 31st, 2002 05:21 pmI'm dead tired, yet can't fall asleep (fun, isn't it?) and don't think I will be conscious when the clock strikes midnight. Ah well, the price of a nocturnal lifestyle is eternal drowsiness.
Got to figure out if I even want to make any New Year's Resolutions.... it's not like I have a whole lot of vices to give up, and I'm pretty sure that even if I resolved to stop being an asshole most of the time I'm awake, that wouldn't last past the first day I went back to work and had to deal with some clueless motherfucker. (Like the real goddamn nimrods who call work, which, btw, is a Kinko's, and ask if we can make copies. I'm so inclined to tell one of them that we became a sandwich shop in 2003.)
Bleh.
Got to figure out if I even want to make any New Year's Resolutions.... it's not like I have a whole lot of vices to give up, and I'm pretty sure that even if I resolved to stop being an asshole most of the time I'm awake, that wouldn't last past the first day I went back to work and had to deal with some clueless motherfucker. (Like the real goddamn nimrods who call work, which, btw, is a Kinko's, and ask if we can make copies. I'm so inclined to tell one of them that we became a sandwich shop in 2003.)
Bleh.