
It's the last day of 2002. My aunt and uncle have invited us for supper and to "hang out" for the evening. I suspect they usually do what we do on New Year's Eve: watch TV and sometimes manage to stay up past midnight.
I think I'll resolve to write 2003 on my cheques from now on.
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