mcgrew's Journal: Ten: The Final Chapter

OK, it's that time of year again. The time of year when everyone and their dog waxes nostalgic about all the shit nobody cares about from the year past, and stupidly predicts the next year in the grim knowlege that when the next New Year comes along nobody will remember that the dumbass predicted a bunch of foolish shit that turned out to be complete and utter balderdash.

I might as well, too. Just like I did last year (yes, a lot of this was pasted from last year's final chapter). Last year I wrote "Linda would be 48 had she lived. Tammy, the girl mentioned in the last PD journal, is 48. I still don't know where that one's going, but I'm still hopeful. Maybe stupidly hopeful."

I'm still stupidly hopeful. I've been going to church with her almost weekly, and... well, folks who accuse men of not being able to commit should STFU. One minute she's madly in love with me, and the next she doesn't even want to talk to me because of that damned Tami. Tammy's insanely jealous of Tami, and thinks I'm in love with her. I sure wish I could disabuse her of that silly notion.

Last years' SciFi:
We still haven't found extraforgostnic life
Hadron Destroyers (2009)

Journals:
the Paxil Diaries
A Paxil Diary Christmas Story
2007
2008
2009

Earl meets the Big Bang Theory
Daze of our lies
The Batshit Crazy Vacation
Valentines Day in Springfield
Trolling for Dollars (and other Springfield nonsense)
A Tale of Two Tamiys
Party Girls
The dangerous streets of Springfield
Not another one...
No big bangs tonight...
Stand up stand off
Errata
Three women and fireworks
One door closes, another door opens
BAR WARS
Sorry, no journal today
Superstition
The Prisoner
Bad Day
Turning in my license
Saturday Sex and Sunday Cuddles
...and in the darkness bind them.
Battery, Jail, and Robbery
Nothing but good news (for me anyway)
Mayor Quimby found dead in his home
A bad, BAD virus! ...and some old hacking.

Accepted Slashdot Submissions:
Sit Longer, Die Sooner
Stem Cells Curing Burn-Induced Blindness

Lyrics/Poetry:
It's Christmas Time!
Quake Christmas Carols

I didn't really make any predictions last year, except that we'd take a trip around the sun. Balls of crystal, I tell ya!

This years' stupid predictions:

• Either I'll still be dating Tammy this time next year, or I won't.
• Someone will die. Not necessarily anybody I know...
• SETI will find no sign of intelligent life. Not even on Earth.
• The Pirate Bay won't make inroads in the US. I hope I'm wrong about that one
• In Soviet Russia, something will happen to YOU!
• US politicians will continue to be wholly owned by the corporations
• I'll still be a nerd
• You'll still be a nerd
• technophobic fashionista jocks will troll slashdot
• Slashdot will be rife with dupes
• Many FSes will be poorly edited
• I'll finally get that book in paper form
• John Belushi will remain dead

I had been putting a double dash in front of "Paxil Diary" type journals, but I'm going to change this. Bullshit opinion journals' titles will have /. in front of them, science fiction stories will have a dot in front of them, and "Paxil Diary" type journals will be plain.

Happy New Year! Ready for another trip around the sun?