It's April ninth in the year 2003.
There's war in the world. Our environment is breaking down as a result of too many damned people. My job sucks. The economy sucks. I am trying to reunite with my ex-wife who is now pregnant with another man's baby.
... and my apartment has ants.
All in all, another day in my life.
There's much more to tell and, believe me, I will tell it.