Yes, I'm going on vacation. I leave with jenwolf and aureth Friday morning for Minneapolis and my old stomping grounds. I have no idea if I'll survive this trip. It's a vacation, I'm supposed to be going out and having fun and relaxing. I shouldn't be getting tense about a vacation! Yet here I am, slowly dissolving into a panicky blob as ten billion worries race through my head and my cat sheds another six pounds of hair into the air because I haven't brushed him yet this evening.
Somebody shoot me before I reproduce. The world doesn't need another one of me.
Go ahead, bite the Big Apple