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Today is the last day of the last year of the first decade of the twenty-first century.
Tomorrow, we enter the pre-teen years.
It will probably be a very emotional two years, rife with "I hate you all, you can't control me, die in a fire" moments.
If we survive to 2013, we should break out the aluminum bats and wait by the front door, just in case.

Current Mood: relaxed

Today is the last day of the last year of the first decade of the twenty-first century.
Tomorrow, we enter the pre-teen years.
It will probably be a very emotional two years, rife with "I hate you all, you can't control me, die in a fire" moments.
If we survive to 2013, we should break out the aluminum bats and wait by the front door, just in case.

Current Mood: relaxed

Today is the last day of the last year of the first decade of the twenty-first century.
Tomorrow, we enter the pre-teen years.
It will probably be a very emotional two years, rife with "I hate you all, you can't control me, die in a fire" moments.
If we survive to 2013, we should break out the aluminum bats and wait by the front door, just in case.

Current Mood: relaxed

Today is the last day of the last year of the first decade of the twenty-first century.
Tomorrow, we enter the pre-teen years.
It will probably be a very emotional two years, rife with "I hate you all, you can't control me, die in a fire" moments.
If we survive to 2013, we should break out the aluminum bats and wait by the front door, just in case.