I started off 2018 by saying it couldn’t possibly be worse than 2017 (2018 Can’t Be Worse Than This). I was wrong. We started the year off with a Nuclear Missile Alert, then I got booted from my home, and then I got sick, and then a Cat 5 hurricane parked offshore and scared the shit out of me, and then I lost GISH AGAIN (8th loss), and then I got rejected for a promotion for like the 8th time… will I ever have a good year again? I don’t know. It’s hard to keep going forward. But I do. I always do.
So to 2019, I’m prepared for you to be awful. I’m going in knowing that shit is going to suck. So whatever man. Whatever.