It just occurred to me that it's not actually two thousand two but two thousand five. Curious how long that took me.

I'm trying to remember just when I realized it wasn't two thousand two in two thousand three and two thousand four. I'm pretty sure I would have figured it out in two thousand three while writing rent checks and the like. Two thousand four though--who knows? I probably went through the whole year without realizing it was not two thousand and two. It's all very tragic in a way. How would you feel if you were two thousand and two and people went around not knowing it's not two thousand two--like if some ill fate befell some nice gentleman and he didn't realize it didn't happen in two thousand two? Pretty shitty, I bet.