New Year's Eve was spent curled up in front of the teevee machine watching all sorts of enthralling shows about how the world is either A. coming to an abrupt end next December 21st, or B. we're entering a new, Golden Age. It all rather depends on which soothsayers you believe, and whether your chakras are all aligned and you don't have any leaks in your aura.
So now I guess the pressure is on to finish Merriman Park before the sky falls. I just hope that this flu clears up before the impending Apocalypse as I would be loathe to face Doomsday with a green face and a bilious stomach .
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