Holy shit, it's New Year. How the fuck did that happen? Another year has hurtled past my eyes like my dog running toward the muddiest puddle he can find, and like my dog it was kind of dirty and in dire need of a wash. At the ripe old age of 31 (stop sniggering) I'm beginning to appreciate the concept of time seeming to pass quicker and quicker. I hadn't even got used to being 30 before my birthday snuck up on me like it was planning to sexually assault me in an alley.
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