My least favorite years would probably be. . . .
2004
2006
2010
2013
And granted, 2013 wasn't even really a bad year, persay, I just had a lot of personal and professional frustrations, and it felt like I was cursed or something.
Now, as for my personal favorite years. . . .
1998
1999
2001
2003
2005
2007
2008
2009
I have to worry about hair, because almost every square inch of me is covered in it.
Like . . . remember that scene from Roger Rabbit where Eddie steps out of the bathroom without his shirt? That's . . . pretty much what I look like without a shirt. Run grab your brain bleech, everybody!