This is it. The final week before the relative torture recommences for yet another 14 weeks. And I'm sure it will be a wondrous 14 weeks of pure, delicious, unadulterated torture. Om nom nom.
It saddens me that good weather does not occur whenever I have a holiday. I like good, sunny, warm weather. Not windy, grey and cold with splashes of showers here and there. Not at all. Go away crappy weather, go away. I've got a notion that I'm not a fan of yours.
Also it saddens me that in the event of a good holiday that time does not work in a stasis such that it doesn't end. I guess that is just life. All good things come to an end. Bad things tend to drag on a bit though, huh?
Not sure where this was going, haha. Okay. Refocus, regather, repartee. Minus the wittiness.
The Facts: Holidays have been had, holidays are coming to an end. I've busied myself with music re-organisation (do you have any idea how messy my music directories are? Well, do you?) and the occasional movies (not always good - Cheri, anyone? Sheesh.). Other than that, nothing. Except a creeping sense of nervousness, as per usual.
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