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Meanwhile, just one teeny-tiny year ago...
31 december 1999
People I know make resolutions. They revel in clean slates,
new beginnings, second comings. In the past I could never find the strength
or the hope to join them.
But this year's different.
I ducked out of my life a week ago. Cocooned myself in thought.
I bought a new coat and a pair of kick-ass boots. My mind is racing
with revolution. I jumped through my cartoon hole and where I come out
will be a surprise to even me.
But I'll see you there.
After so many years filled with day after day after day, broken promises,
and wasted dreams, it's nice to finally look back on a year that burst at the seams
with adventure and change and revolution.
In 2000 I quit my job, drove across the United States in my convertible
del Sol, cashed in my retirement, secured a new position in the "real"
world, bought a new wardrobe, let my hair grow long and curly and wild, redesigned
my web site three times, started drinking martinis, the real ones made with
gin instead of vodka, straight up, with as many olives as possible, and
took my obsession with all-things-political to a whole new level,
culminating in boxing up all my earthly possessions and dragging them 500
miles South to Washington DC.
The only thing left to do this year is buy a new sofa.
What's your grand plan for 2001?
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