  In my successes I failed; My heart's excesses prevailed. **** It's 2:31 AM. It is now 2003. Thanks to the whim of the SciFi Channel's programmers, I am up watching The Twilight Zone marathon. Otherwise, I'd be staring at the screen, wondering why I can't shake this overarching sense that my life is just wrong.
Thanks to the time capsule of TV, I am now watching familiar actors in their younger days of acting. William Shatner goes crazy over a gremlin on the airplane wing and a cheap fortune telling machine in an Ohio diner. Charles Bronson ruminates his nihilistic thoughts concerning war, and tries to flirt with the female enemy soldier. There's this stark quality about the show that always grabbed me. Maybe it is the jazz score, or the black and white photography. Or, it could be the cheesy moralistic plot lines, the mistakes like how the guns used in that Charles Bronson "love story" episode didn't have hollow barrels.
Whatever the case, I enjoy this show. *** New Year's Celebrations are something I've never done. I always have had to go to church to hear my dad drone in Korean. This year was different, but it still was not satisfying. **** My current way of life doesn't satisfy. In fact, I'm not sure when I've been satisfied. I don't even know what sort of resolution or goal I have for this year, unlike last year.
I say all these things, but I don't even know if my life reflects them either. I just don't know. 
