Sad Old Year

People have different reactions to the start of the new year. Some people like to celebrate the event, often in an inebriated fashion. Others prefer to intentionally ignore (if such a thing is semantically possible) the transition into the new year. Myself, I like to observe the occassion by wishing good riddance to the old year. So here goes:

2006 was ten pounds of shit in a five-pound sack, in the vernacular. It was twelve months of agonizing monotony marked by varying periods of shame, misery, and dread. I, for one, won't miss it. Even if 2007 sees the end of human civilization as we know it, it would really have to be something else in order to rank lower than the cesspool that was '06. Looking forward to seeing you in the next one!