2008/09/30

Stuff packed. Tickets printed. Stomach tennis-balled.

If everything goes according to plan, in almost exactly twenty-four hours I will be five time zones away. This will then, hopefully, turn into an amazing travelogue, full of insight and witty observations on life on the other shore of the Atlantic. Or, you know. It could just go the way it usually does, with a brief flurry of activity at the start quickly degenerating into a series of short, vaguely guilt-fueled bursts of blogging interspersed with ever-longer periods of non-.

See, now you can't say I haven't warned you; basically, you've just read my EULA.

Oh, google it.

3 comments:

  1. I hope you keep this updated, will be cool to know what you are up to. (From a mysterious South African person who has a damaged shoulder, but who once knew how to ginga) :)

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  2. po - oo, hey, good to hear from you. Is your shoulder getting any better?

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  3. Hi again, yes, much better, will be able to use it again soon.

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