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So Long 2012!

So this is what happens when you miss the opportunity of a lifetime...?

No job, for over a year; ample opportunity to workout at the gym;  had the time to write, write, and write some more, but what do I do?

Sulk. Lay in deep depression most of the time. It's unbelievable what depression is capable of on the human psyche. I finally got what I always wanted: the chance to stay at home and write, and get paid mildly for it, and I blow it! But alas I'm only human. And I can't do anything about the past.

But the past year wasn't all that bad, really! My Baltimore Orioles broke the curse of 14 successive losing seasons and went to the playoffs; they were one game away from a Championship game. I got to visit Fenway Park and watch the Orioles beat the Sox--how great is that?!--I waited a lifetime, it seems, for this to happen. The 2nd annual Grand Prix of Baltimore came and went, with some rain, and I'm looking forward to the 3rd race. Star-Spangled Sailabration brought tall ships to our harbor and Blue Angels to the skies over Baltimore! My girlfriend and I saw Dave Matthews Band twice and finally in Baltimore, which I've waited for forever... Went to Disneyworld. And now my Baltimore Ravens are in the AFC Championship after stumbling in the entire latter half of the season. We're one game away from Superbowl XLVII. My dog and I have spent every day together and I love the lil sonofabitch.

And recently I've been having a great time writing Blood and Argyle, a new sequel to UNIQUE. Instead of destroying the world at the end of the first book I decided it should take a little longer, maybe a trilogy of books before I set into motion the next era for the protagonist. I'm enjoying writing again.

Goodbye, 2012. Fuck you. Hello 2013. Don't fuck with me. Look at what happened to '12 when it disappointed me. I made it go away.

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