At the rate things are going, I'm gonna have to change national horses midstream and back Slovenia in the next match. Thenceforth, I'll pass myself off as a native of Illyria and retcon this journal accordingly. I've always considered myself a Nordic, but I could probably pull off being an Alpine if I squint a bit ( Read more... )

Well, now.

Only one more exam to go and then it's life on the street; not unlike that police procedural, Homicide: Life on the Street. Hmmmm. I'm still not really sure what comes after this but, quite frankly, I don't care A HANG for it whatever it is. Preparation is for the weak. I'll see my own way through with the aid of a tungsten lamp and a ( Read more... )