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As a whole, 2010 sucked. Good Riddance.

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I often think it is cliche the way people sum up entire years, this time of year, but then again, it’s so often done when things aren’t very good.  I can be fortunate to say that I haven’t really had too many bad years as wholes, and the last one that genuinely comes to mind is back in like 2002.  With all that in mind, in the pessimistic world we live in, I suppose it simply is easier to blabber about something when it’s more like a trainwreck than a sappy, warm, feel-good story.

In a nutshell, 2010 has sucked great big, gigantic, sweaty goat balls, overall.  I’m ecstatic to see that it’s mercifully coming to a close, and I’m praying that 2011 treats me, and treats Jen a whole lot better than 2010 did, because I’m not sure if I’ll have enough black hairs left to turn white by the end of next year if this shit keeps up.  With great trepidation, I clench my anoos, fearing that there’s still time for more discouraging, cringe-inducing bullshit to occur, and as evidenced by recent events, there’s no such thing as coasting to the finish.

But not to say that 2010 was 100% pure rubbish.  There were a few good things that happened this year.  And to start off this conclusive post on a positive note, let’s get the good shit out of the way so I can talk about all the shitty shit that happened that most people are more intrigued about anyway:

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A literal Shit Monday

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Seriously – shit Monday, and I haven’t even started working yet.

I haven’t been sleeping well lately, and last night was no exception.  It was almost like premonition that something bad was coming, and this morning kind of did not fail to deliver.

I think I’m kind of coming to the realization that a whole lot of little things rely on me to handle or be present in order to handle.  And if I’m not involved, they simply just won’t get done.  I love my family to death, but sometimes I just wish my family would just show some initiative and get shit done on their own, without needing me to be around to do it for them.  Sometimes it just feels like an excuse, but I don’t think they realize how much it feels like it weighs me down knowing that I have extra responsibilities and a queue of things that probably could be done on their own steam.  I think that’s why I tend to feel exasperated or cranky sometimes.

The Thanksgiving and Brack Friday post

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I passed out from the triptafen in the turkey a little while ago, and I’ll probably be up until 3 a.m. as a result.  For what it’s worth, Thanksgiving was a pleasant and successful affair this year.  Despite the fact that I kind of wanted to go visit my family back in Virginia this year, finances, and the residual fear of leaving home, being unable to defend it from batarians, it turned out to be a good holiday regardless, with tons of good food, in the company of friends.

Brack Friday was just as successful this year, and most importantly, very low-stress.  I already have a big-ass TV, decent sound system to go with it, the house already has an XBOX 360 as well as a Piss3, and we’ve got a lot of decent video games.  The movies I want to watch I can see via Netflix or other means, and I’ve got functional computers, as well as a perfectly good netbook.  So in other words, I had little reason to want to go out for Brack Friday this year, but still felt compelled to seek out a deal, because that’s what we do as capitalist Americans, still desire to purchase shit.  In the end, I found an awesomely priced 14-gallon shop vacuum for the garage from Lowe’s for $29.99 down from $79.99 that I was able to secure online, and pick up in-store without having to awaken at ass-O’clock, and when we did eventually go out to shop, at a “normal” hour, I was able to acquire a Logitech wireless keyboard / mouse combo from Radio Shack for $20 down from $40, and some clothing from Old Navy for relatively cheap.  Despite the fact that I didn’t really have the disposable income to blow in the first place.

But anyway, I’m feeling contented, and pleased with the way the holiday has gone so far, and I’m hoping that this year will mercifully end as relatively low-stress as this Thanksgiving has been.

Today, is a good day.

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The best one in quite some time, for that matter.  And on the day after the Braves’ season came to a premature conclusion, it might have seemed unlikely, but hard as it may be for some people to believe, I do find quite a number of things more important than baseball.

There will need to be a party to celebrate this, I have decided.

Photos: July 4th Weekend

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T’was an action-packed July 4th weekend for me this year.  Participated in three different parties, lit off around $200 dollars worth of South Carolina fireworks, and ran yet again in the Peachtree Road Race.  I felt like I did as good as I’ve run in previous years, but was mortified to find out that I was almost an entire nine minutes slower than last year.  Yikes.  Regardless, it was a fun and eventful weekend, all thanks to the wonderful people around me.

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Goodness gracious, I’m bored

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I’m forced to realize that whenever I come up to Virginia, if I’m ever left by myself, I’m pretty much bored out of my mind.  My parents have cooler weekend agendas than I do, and if my friends don’t answer beck and call to my spontaneous, out-of-the-blue text messages/calls, then I’m finding myself with absolutely nothing to do.

Amazingly, it was worse in the past when there was no internet access for me to usurp, but at least I had to foresight to bring an old wireless router on one of my previous trips to ensure that I had a wireless access point so I could bitch about in my brog about how boring it can get up here when I have nothing to do.

An amazing thing happened to me today

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I went to the DMV, and I was in and out of there in literally less than five minutes. Absolutely, unfathomably, inconceivable.

Seriously, I walked inside, and there was no line, so I was immediately ushered to the information booth where I was given a number for my circumstances (renewing tag), along with the invoice. I sat down and pulled out my checkbook, and began writing “City of Atlanta Tax Commis-” and then my number is called. Dumbfounded, I sit down in front of the lady behind the glass, as she looks at me impatiently as I fill out the rest of my check. I tear the check off, give it to her, and she gives me my new 2010 blue tag sticker, and I’m literally like “that’s it?” and, unamused, she looks back at me, and responds “that’s it.” And then I’m back out the door.

It took me four times longer to drive to and from the place than it did to get my tags renewed.

Otherwise, life is, still pretty weary these days. I haven’t found faith yet, but I have been strangely less inclined to blurt out “GOD DAMN IT” and other supposed blasphemous terms. Yet the most extreme of my actions was that I was in my car listening to an old CD, and when Marilyn Manson’s The Fight Song came on, and the lyrics where it goes “I’m not a slave, to a god, that doesn’t exist,” I instinctively skipped the rest of the track. For some reason, it just doesn’t feel appropriate to be listening to that, lately.