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At first there were the few final days of the year, as we made seemingly doomsayer announcements to declare, for instance, the last Friday of the year.

Then came similar messages of equally epic proportions along the veins of: rolling out from bed to greet the first Saturday of a brand new year; having dinner on the first day of 2011; getting stuck on the way to the office in the first traffic jam of the… oh, you know, something along those lines.

Heck, it had all just whizzed me by, and I sure hope I did not miss anything. The past two weeks had been such a blur; it was like a self-induced coma that had rendered my life as timeless and meaningless as it could get, given the circumstances.

So. I woke up proper and rather belatedly to the new year just two days ago, bought a new phone, promptly abused and near destroyed it in all my haste to explore it thoroughly, and then realised that it is now two months to the Event of the Year, and I cannot bloody wait.

Details of this entry.Sunday, January 16, 2011, filed under Personal.
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