Day: December 31, 2006
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Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,The flying cloud, the frosty light; The year is dying in the night;Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.Alfred, Lord Tennyson
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Chronic malcontent
An object in possession seldom retains the same charm that it had in pursuit.Pliny the Younger
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Good bye 2006
Twas the night before Christmas, we were all in the club,Enjoying a meeting, instead of the pub.The ashtrays were clean, and the coffee was made,The Big Books were out and we all had prayed.When out in the lot, there arose such a clatter,We all jumped up to see what was the matter.The Chair with his…