HAPPY...ARE YOU SERIOUS?
Okay. So here it is, 2006. Just so you all know, it'll take me til about February to realize that it is 2005...see, it's starting already. It takes about a month for me get used to it being 2006. After working for the umpteenth SUNNDAY, which really needs to end, there are other days in the week that I am available (no homo). Anyhoo, like I was saying, while working today I've come to the realization that we are not living like the JETSONS. Where the hell are the houses that are supposed to rise above the smog? Where the hell is the machine where the dog walks himself, and then we get stuck on it b/c the dumb fucker wants to chase after a cat and then jumps off, while we're yelling, "Stop this crazy thing!" Where the hell is my damn hovercar? What the hell happened to my robot maid? And where is my fucking hoverboard (BTTF II)? I just need to know why hasn't these things taken place yet? So here it is, another year, another 359 days until Christmas. I have the slightest idea what the hell is going to happen in the next few days and to be totally honest, I really don't care. Dealing or not dealing with the death of my grandfather is, well you know. Actually you don't know. I will say this, it's been a month now and I'm constantly reminded that I only have 1 grandparent left. How nice. So Happy New Year. Oh really, what's so happy about it? It's just another year. Oh I resolved not to try and kill anybody this year. But I was informed that it would not work. So my new resolution is to try and be nice. Well, here's to broken resolutions