Current mood:
puzzled
So, I had an interesting realization as I was showering. It seems that every year that ends in a 4 is a really sucky year for me. This year has totally sucked ass. 1994 was the year Marcus and I moved to Colorado Springs and were really poor, my car got repo'd (that's OK as it was broken anyway), I had to sell my plasma to eat, I broke my saxophone and that was the last time I played, etc. 1984 was the year my grandmother died, I got mono and missed six weeks of school and all-state band tryouts. Weird, huh? I can't remember major things that happened in 1974, so Dad (I know you're reading this), help me out. What happened to us in '74? Years that end in 9 seem to be the next worst. So, basically, every year at five year intervals has major suckiness in it. Does that happen to anyone else?

So, I had an interesting realization as I was showering. It seems that every year that ends in a 4 is a really sucky year for me. This year has totally sucked ass. 1994 was the year Marcus and I moved to Colorado Springs and were really poor, my car got repo'd (that's OK as it was broken anyway), I had to sell my plasma to eat, I broke my saxophone and that was the last time I played, etc. 1984 was the year my grandmother died, I got mono and missed six weeks of school and all-state band tryouts. Weird, huh? I can't remember major things that happened in 1974, so Dad (I know you're reading this), help me out. What happened to us in '74? Years that end in 9 seem to be the next worst. So, basically, every year at five year intervals has major suckiness in it. Does that happen to anyone else?