If there’s one thing I can’t stand, it’s smokers and their awful double standards. I mean, come on, who *doesn’t* check behind themselves before breaking the wind? Now if only smokers would show the same consideration…

Ah, gotta love Engrish.com. I have to say, I waste many happy hours looking at that website. In fact, I’m addicted to it again, and I’m convinced I have to buy myself a t-shirt. In fact, I want this shirt. I want it baaad. Now if only I can convince myself that it’s worth $16.99. Now that’s another story. I may be polite when it comes to flatulence, but I’m a bit of a tightwad when it comes to cash.

Anyway, enough with the juvenile humor. 🙂 For now anyway. Sorry for the lack of blogs lately – I haven’t been feeling too well. I’ve been camping out on the chaise lounge at Alastair’s house, watching Futurama with his son, and generally being lazy. But it’s laziness with a purpose, I really need to calm myself down. I’ve been too hyper, too upset, too volatile lately. I just need to convince myself – apart from the need of buying a crap t-shirt – that I can relax for a few days and the world won’t come to an end. Europe’s been good for me, at least I’ve come along further than I normally do at home.

Things should be getting back to normal fairly soon. I have taken care of a few businessy/responsibleish things. I had an important conference thing with the IRS over the phone today, I’ve taken care of university plans, I’ve eaten malted milk ball candy things, I’ve sent off a goofy email which hopefully will spark another ridiculous Meggers-style plan, and I’m looking forward to an exciting volunteer event on Monday. Things are good. Wait a minute, wasn’t I supposed to be relaxing? Whoops. 🙂

I hope the goofy email works, that’s the thing I’m most excited about. I’m not going to tell you what it is, though, because it is that goofy. It even puts my past projects to shame, and we all know what that means: this tops flying to Germany to meet Count Dracula. Yes, it is that bad. But man, it’d be fun… Cross your fingers for me, will you? You’re so kind.

I think it’s time for bed now. I think it’s a serious sign I’m not quite myself at the moment – it’s only just past midnight and I’m already really tired and ready to go to bed… all of my own free will! Come to think of it, I haven’t gone to bed around 3am once for the past two and a half weeks. Maybe Europe is good for me after all. 🙂