Out With the Old

Charlene and a few friends are waiting for me at her place. My car refuses to budge from the icy grip mother nature has on it. Walking is not an option because of the five foot snow drifts all over the place. The bus service sucks and the cabs are all busy. It's New Years Eve and here I sit...alone.

Year 2004, you had to kick me in the ass one last time. Didn't you? You have been one of the worst years of my life. You gave us a half assed summer, where it didn't warm up enough to even go swimming. Two of my friends died in 2004. I had an accident that forced me to give up my career. Now, on your last day, you fuck me up again with a blizzard and snow me in at home. How much more can I take?

Good riddance! As of midnight tonight, you are no more. A bad year, gone down into history. I will welcome 2005 with open arms. Hopefully you didn't inherit any bad habits from your predecessor, and will treat us all much better.

Here's my wishes to all of you for a Happy and much more Prosperous New Year.