Six Hundred and Sixty Four days ago, they took away my liberties, my rights, my civility. Now, it's all come back. M*%$&$f&%#%%s (heh it so happens that the cover of Hallowed Be They Name by Cradle Of Filth's playing).
If I remember correctly, the song I'd resolved to play the night before ORD was "It Ends Tonight" by the All American Rejects. I suppose this would do for now. heh. It's hard to describe the feeling, though. Surreal would be one good word, albeit heavily overused.
Had dinner at Tony Roma's with Calvin last night, and it didn't seem so long ago we were Foxtrot 2 Sect 3 Bed 7 and 8 at SISPEC; not so long ago we had shots of tequila, declaring "ONE YEAR TO ORD!" at MoS; not so long ago when "aiya, wait until after ORD then say" was the ultimate excuse for procrastination - ORD happens to be sunday, or rather, friday if my news sources are reliable. So we've survived - now what?
For starters, I've got SAT 2 chem this sat and I'm kinda screwed. Shall get to work on that once I'm done here. Noted (a word whose use has become less than comfortable for me). Actually it's just the inorganic parts, but I won't wager too much on my capabilities. After that, it's off to Frankfurt, then the northern regions of France. Damn my passport isn't here. Shall have to check that out. SHIT.
And you, this is for you: Take your time to sort it out - we, or at least, I, know all too well the rationale behind "more haste, less speed". I don't REQUIRE anything; in fact, all that is so far has exceeded reasonable expectations and greed isn't a path I intend to head down. It's probably an apt coincidence that I'll be heading off for a fortnight, giving you a chance to work it all out. I hope whatever conclusion you get to is favorable, but the bottom line should be your benefit.
Come on feel the noize, girl rock your boys, we'll get wild wild wild; wild wild wild. - Cum on Feel the Noize, Quiet Riot.
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