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Happy New Year?

The date changes, and everyone goes back to the stone age.
About 9PM last night, I was in a tricycle on my way home when some infantile moron decided that it would be great fun to throw a very powerful firecracker in our path. Really, if murder wasn't a crime, I'd like to throw one of them super lolos at whoever's face that was. Now that would be really fun.
I absolutely abhore New Year - all that damned noise. What people get out of playing with firecrackers, I haven't the faintest idea.
Nevertheless, I wish everyone - except that infantile moron - a Prosperous and Happy New Year.


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I realize I haven't been posting as much as I want to (ha, Captain Obvious), settling for the occasional photo.

Still, I just want to give out a big thank You to the Guy Upstairs, for blessings and what I pray to be good things to come.


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