Magical thinking for 2010:
The way you spend your New Years Eve will determine the quality of your year.
Mine was not worth describing. (You know what that means...)
There were all these other superstitions I'm guilty of, that I thought of last night but are now escaping me.
One that occurred to me in the car today: admitting desire is handing over a sizable portion of the control you think you have over what happens.
Oh, another one: devices that exist to distract you from the rough times never work when you really need them to. Clearly this is because your upset brain waves are having some terrible Pauli Effect on their electromagnetics. Or something.
It's invigorating to be so openly stupid.
I guess I didn't color correct these so cohesive-like.
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