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2004-12-30 - 5:06 p.m.

That song was playing on the taxi radio as I was coming back into the office and it was raining and grey outside and it was rather appropriate I thought.

Man, what a way to end the year. Death, destruction, rain, cold...

Tony is in camp manning the converted ops room for the engineers that went over to the damaged areas in the region and I actually wish I was there, doing something to help. But I doubt there have much use for a staff-trained slacker. Ah well...I'll just give money.

Lotsa bad vibes floating around with various friends of mine...break-ups, screw-ups...definitely not a good way to see off 2004. But that's the way it goes I guess. We suck it up and we move on. I'm kinda ambivalent about everything. I just want to sleep at the moment...

Oh yes...and lose 10 kilos.

Another two hours to go before I get to knock off...Oh great...just told to help out the ass next to me on some dumb-ass story...now I'm foul.

Happy New Year.

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