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Fresh Start

New Year’s Day, and I’m busting out the thermal shirt for the first time this winter. It’s also our fourth (!) anniversary, based on the day when Ashley finally gave in to the inevitable and said “Yeah, I guess I could be your girlfriend.” Silly girl.

It’s an awkward day for celebration — nearly everything’s closed. We’re about to walk up to Blueberry Hill to burn off some gift certificate thingies I have, if it’s not too swamped.

Oh crap! Snow, as I type this! Wee flurries, yes, but still: snow. Fun.

If everything goes well, 2008 will be a marker year, one of those years you use to put other events on a timeline. I’ve been short of those recently, and everything turns into an experience slurry. Framework is good.

Happy 2008, everybody.


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Happy New Year, Drew. Happy Gettin’-da-Girl Anniversary. Happy Wee Snow.

Yeah, let’s pray or beat a drum or kill a chicken in the backyard in the hope that ‘08 will be one year that brings some goodness for all.

At least we’ll get a different president…or at least one with a different face.

Posted by T2 on 1 January 2008 @ 2pm

Oh, hey, I guess I haven’t been getting e-mail notifications for comments. Hm.

Thanks for the good wishes, Terry. One sure milestone for this year: Ashley and I are taking our first real vacation together, eight days in NYC in March. Yay.

Here’s to good things for you, Susan, and next season’s Chargers.

Posted by droob on 23 January 2008 @ 12am

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