Monday, December 29, 2003
Well, where am I now? 1/2 way through the most intense of the holiday mayhem, I guess. One could argue that Christmas is the worst of it. I don't usually breathe easily until January first. I wonder, though it is December 30, if I can make it to the first of the year. I feel this way every year. I'm burned out.
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