Wednesday, December 31, 2003

Preparing to go to the "Big City." I am looking forward to looting -- accepting -- booty. No, no. Not that kind. I mean the kind that just screams fashion plate. Sadly, it is the only thing that keeps me from voluntarily walking the plank.

But I exaggerate. My relatives are all right. None of them are socially inept (just annoyingly grating), even the one who's a jerk; a snobby jerk. The kind you want to douse in sulphuric acid then set alight in your neighbour's backyard.

Happy New Year! Goodbye 2003!

Is the Apocalypse coming or what? The next date of world implosion is supposed to be 2012, according to the Mayan calendar. Just ... great. And if that doesn't happen, will we resort to using the Sumerian calendar to cope?

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