
There’s something about the closing of another year that turns me into somewhat of a sentimental asshole.
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There’s something about the closing of another year that turns me into somewhat of a sentimental asshole.
So, it’s mid-January, and right about now is when all those New Year’s resolutions you made two weeks ago start to fade into oblivion—along with what little money you had left in your bank account after Christmas. Personally, I don’t make New Year’s resolutions. I think they’re just one more Continue Reading