ok so yeah, it’s a little late & whatnot, but happy new year & all that rot. 2004 was…well, interesting to say the least. i can’t say that i’m going to miss it all that much, ya know. i mean, some good stuff happened and a whole fuckload of bad stuff happened too. 2003 aside, i don’t rightly know that any year is all that great or all that bad. i mean, once the 31st rolls around i’m pretty much weary of the year as a whole and just wish to see it gone. no real fervor behind that or anything. last new year’s i rang in ’04 with a vengence to see the previous year obliterated, eviscerated, and laid out to rot and fester for all the pain it caused me. i wanted nothing more than to dance on it’s filthy grave for all my worth.
it was, to say the least, a bad year. and this year? or rather, last? meh. that’s about all i can sum up for it. not too good, not especially too bad…just really…kinda nothing. ’04 saw me living alone in allston (well, not as alone as i would have liked, but you know…) ; working downtown and holding my own on the east side; growing up a bit and mellowing out a bit too. i was single, i was crazed and angry and drunk and inquisitive and bitter and confused and lost and all sorts of jumbled adjectives that won’t do much more now than take up space. i got a few haircuts, i copped a few crappy styles, i got tattooed and even managed to snag a boything for a while…
but am i any different?
and what would the point to asking such inane questions and continuing with this line of musing be, exactly?
what, indeed.
happy new year, folks. here’s to hopin’ 2005 is a decent one…
cheers.
