2009-01-12 - 5:13 p.m.
Jack Begins Another Year
I didn't do anything special for New Years.
In my mind I was not even calling it a holiday.
Fuck the holidays. I was tired. I was done.
New Years Eve was just another day with a bank holiday name.
The next day would just be the first day of another month.
The only page I will really be aware of turning is on my calendar.
This is unusually out of character for me. This is not me.
I went to bed before midnight and woke up in the middle of the night, around 5am.
I thought flatly but somewhat taken back "Wow it's 2009."
It happened.
Then I pissed and went back to bed. My exciting life.
It's kind of a strange sad feeling that this doesn't really matter to me.
Then again, when was the last time something really did?
Jack Is Human Or Just Weak - 2009-01-22
Tyler Would Love To Take The World Off My Shoulders - 2009-01-16
Jack's Self Violent Thoughts - 2009-01-13
Jack's Tangential Thoughts On The Last Entry - 2009-01-12
