Outbound (ie. goodbye, i love you).

I will be leaving tomorrow afternoon, which means you must actually start reading these, because it may be the only way we keep contact...I promise I will try to make it all as interesting as possible to read about.


But for now I should not dwell, rather, simply say that I love you all very much and I will miss you incredibly.


And now, a photo or two to reminisce...

Two weeks and eeeeeeeek!

My my my, I will be leaving so soon, which, by the way, fills me with equal amounts of dread as it does excitement. It is less than two weeks in fact - one week and five days to be precise, so you see...awfully scary. Anyhoo, in the meantime my aim is to drink and dance as much as possible - if this week can attest, this seems to be going quite well...obviously why I am writing (incoherently) at 2 am. And now also why I must leave to sleep off these dreadful toxins. And why I will be having soup tomorrow.