Good riddance to bad years.

Oh man, I can relate!

I hurt my back, moved to stinky dumb Tucson, lived without money for a big portion of the year, and was diagnosed with some nonsense right before I left GR. Lame.

What WAS it with this year and its many ways of insulting our respective integrity?!?!

I don't know. I'm just glad that bastard year is over with.

2006 goes down as one of my all-time worst. It can only go up from here, right?

but tuscon? yeah... now THAT sucks........ no silver lining in that dust cloud, ouch...

well... okay... it could be florida, i suppose...

no. it can always, always get worse.............

if you can remember that, it keeps you on your toes.

2006 sucked ass for me too... but the ass-sucking i think was actually a growth experience. x-ing fingers...

i hope it works that way for one and all of you's. change is hard. but change can be good... and if i say that enough, i might even start believing it!!

and btw nora.... boston can't be all THAT bad, can it????? i mean the BRUINS SUCK and all... but at least it ain't toronto... or, gawd, forbid WINDSOR/HAMILTON/KITCHENER... c'mon...

and what the fuck is with this oprah-philosophical mood i am in all of a sudden???? what happened to wanting to blow up churches, sheeeeeeeeyit.... am i turning EMO????????

"change can be good change can be good change can be good change can be good change can be good change can be good change can be good change can be good change can be good change can be good change can be good change can be good"

Actually, there is a bit of silver lining: I met a really great girl over the weekend. '06 and Tucson still sucked in general, though.

I totally agree, but I also should say that whereas it often CAN get worse, it does not ALWAYS get worse. Same goes for "change can be good." Yes, it can; it is not always.

I've come to a conclusion about the nature of situational comparisons: they're of little real use. How much does it matter to my current situation that it is not something else? It's a bit bogus, I think, to compare a given situation with a hypothetical that is not just unlikely but un-happening. Many people (I'm not picking on you, just using your example) have offered that it might be worse were I living in [insert lame 'urb here] (though no one's ever said Toronto would be a downgrade...), but I'm not living, nor would I live, in given lame 'urb. I'm not interested in what I wouldn't and didn't do; I'm interested in what I did do and what I now should do.

'twas all mainly in jest...

but uprooting and moving can be challeging at best... there ARE worse places to be, i'd think, than boston. but all things are situational and often very personal. and if things are shitty for you, things are shitty for you...

i wish you the best of luck... i'm not sure what else there is to say....

why is it though, that, so many people are bitching about 2006 being such a shitty year?? what's been going down, i wonder...

Re #9

I think all the fucking rain has something to do with it. My god, I never encountered so much rain until I moved to the East Coast.

I hear that. In a highly metaphorical weather pattern, it began raining as we left Chicago in August and rained on us the entire two-day, multi-state drive AND for the first two days we "lived" here. I don't mind rain, really, but that was just a little too literal, yeah?

I hear that...
christ, not long after moving here, it rained for nearly a week straight. Which, really sucked, cos at the time I was still in school, and umbrellas aren't allowed in the classrooms. So, there were a shit-ton of "brollys" littered about the hallways. It's a small gripe, but still..

nora, were you involved with the a-zone, fnb, or the crust punk scene in chicago? you look familiar to me like i've seen you at one of those things several years ago (like 5 or 6 years ago).

i miss the east coast...well mostly my family.

my year was half good, half shitty. luckily the good part was the last half of it. it wasn't completely wonderful but i'll take it over the first half.

i'm just relieved that i'm not supporting my boyfriends family any longer.

Sadly, you remember my doppelganger. I know, shocking: there are other short, short-haired, metal mouthed, tattooed ladies on the scene in Chicago. I saw many of me, though my true doppelganger from Chicago was four years younger than me and ended up going to my college my senior year. I decided I had to destroy her or make it with her, just to maintain the integreity of the universe. Unforch, I accomplished neither, despite my many efforts. Maybe you remember *her*; she was called Sarah.

The a-zone lost its lease about three years ago, yeah? And they moved but I don't remember where to.

I feel you.

"I've come to a conclusion about the nature of situational comparisons: "

Then I said "More egg nog, extra rum please"

Nora, you rock.