It’s here, the end of 2002, and I don’t have a new calendar. Ain’t that a bitch. I’m not sure if you are aware of a very bad social problem out there that really pisses me off. Nah, not homelessness or something like that, but the fact that every December 31 of every year I can remember, at least 10 people have said “see ya next year”. They say it like its some clever shit they made up. Do they not realize that I have already heard that from every other schmuck without an intelligent thought today? Next time someone says “see ya next year” I’ll tell them to make it five, ’cause that’s how long my sentence is going to be when I beat the living shit out of them…. Happy Fuckin’ New Year!
