Blah. It's a page flip on a calendar.
My new year started back in June, when the abusive boss from hell got moved, and I got a new boss in who let me do my job, didn't ask me to do theirs, and treated me like a valuable team member rather than a verbal punching bag and whipping bitch.
So my "new" year isn't all that new right now. And since the dipshits in charge moved the Rose Bowl from January 1st to the 2nd, I can't even look forward to my New Year's Tradition until tomorrow. Fucking bastards.
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