I’ll be turning 30 the first week of February.
One thought I’ve had is that it might be a nice thing to do in Greece. I might change my mind about this but this is the current thinking. (I’ll be off for winter break then, as it turns out). Confidential to those of you who’d been threatening to come visit (and those of you I wish would threaten to come visit): Come play with me in the Mediterranean!
Also semiconfidential to Our Lady of Baraita and my boi B., I owe you both replies to your questions. They will come in blogform sometime hopefully next week.
Confidential to everybody I owe emails or replies or other stuff: I stink, I’m sorry, please drop a line. I’ve been eaten by the black hole they call crazy schedule.
Offline ’till possibly next week.
I’ll be 30 in March, chaverah. It’s a cool age, I think.