TWO DAYS TWO DAYS TWO DAYS *shoves hands in mouth in exitement and jumps up and down*

....i'm leaving Thursday night and getting into Australia Saturday morning. Oh my LOR-DY FUCKING LORD, if I was any more exited I would be running around naked and gibbering, on the brink of losing control over my bodily functions. I am THAT exited, happy, gleeful, ecstatic, blissful, delighted, overjoyed, convivial and thrilled. Hee hee!

But don't worry, i'm not at that point quite yet, and am fully capable of rationally explaining that over the next couple of days i'll just be finishing things off, have already packed my computer and will not be online much. I will probably write a lot of random crappy poetry on the plane, and so my account will have an update it hasn't had in a while. Time was when I couldn't go a day without churning out a ton of the stuff. Then again, I still write a lot... I just don't think any of it should see the light of day after it's been vomited out of the end of my pen.

Flying will be an interesting thought experience for me in the light of the book i'm reading. I really quite enjoy it. ABC of Relativity, by Bertrand Russell... it's always a joy to read something written by a very intelligent person, even if it's on a topic usually rather outside my jurisdiction. But David says he wants to teach me maths over the break, so that'll be... interesting.

Hmmm, what other important things are happening? Ooooh! Everyone wish Grant a happy birthday on the Fourth of July. You know you want to. The prospect of doing so makes you deeply happy inside. If you don't wish Grant a happy birthday, you will never self-actualise. That is all.

OMFG I WANNA GO HOME NAO!
See you SOON, blessed peoples of the south!