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Last day of January, 2025. Somehow we are a month into the year already.

One-twelfth of the calendar down. Unbelievable. Absolutely mind-blowing. I do not like. I do not like.

I don't. I did nothing this month with my life. Nothing. Absolutely. Zero in the way of moving the

ball downfield. Sad. Very unfair.

I think I just might hate the month of January in general.

Just going to go ahead and declare it my least favorite month of the year.

I can't think of another month that I have a real problem with.

You know, I just, I like most of them.

There's something to look forward to in most of them. January's got nothing going. Nothing. It stinks, baby. And I can't. I just... I always get sick. I feel like I spend the entire month playing catch-up. There's too much pressure, you know? I don't know if it's this way for everybody with every job, but like in my career, even before I was self-employed, January is just such a beating, because you feel all this pressure to get

like positive momentum going for the new year, like, you got to kill it, you got to crush it.

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