I am so done with 2002. Enough is enough is enough. I’m ready to plunge headlong into 2003. I’ve got the maple syrup, I’ve got the waffles, I’m ready for anything.
No plans for the evening. I could do some first night activities here in town, but I don’t know if I’d get my money’s worth out of the badges, and things are very tight. I’d rather take The Boy to the movies. Hell, maybe we’ll do that. He’s unaware that it’s New Year’s Eve. Actually, I’m not sure he completely grasps the concept of years, other than that he knows he’s about to turn 5 years old.
