Saturday, January 1, 2005

onward through the fog

oat willie's, austin, texas.

so as i now usually do, i spent new year's eve at home, scratching myself. sue was at work (as usual), and now that we have kids, i can't go out without childcare. and that ain't happening. so instead i watched tv and messed with the computer (as usual).

in some ways i miss the socializing, but on the other hand i don't actually have any friends i'd really want to socialize with.

with any good luck, 2005 will hold some better employment prospects than 2004. but my luck being what it usually is, our house will be foreclosed on, i'll get shot at by the neighbors, and my cat will die.

so here we go.

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