Yours belatedly,
The lonely,
Wanderer
Where am I going? I don't quite know.
What does it matter *where* people go?
Down to the woods where the bluebells grow!
Anywhere! Anywhere! *I* don't know!
-- a. a. milne, *On A Spring Day*
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Wotcha.
> Figured I'd ask; there don't seem to be any new posts showing up.
You'd be surprised who still lurks out here ;-)
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^..^ Lone Wolf
www.moonshiners.org.uk
And so I am. :) How goes it on the other side of the Atlantic?
Your just before bed,
The tired,
Wotcha.
> And so I am. :) How goes it on the other side of the Atlantic?
Not too good at the moment.
To cut a long story short, some careless driver almost took off my left leg.
This was on Halloween, 2009 - and I still ain't up and walking properly yet.
Ah well, shit happens, as they say ;-)
Oof. X( I'm without transportation, myself - my car served as a lesson to
my sister that, "No, you can't just keep adding more oil". The replacement
she bought (without regard to my desire to actually inspect both options)
blew a bushing. So for the foreseeable future, I'm a pedestrian.
As you can imagine, this does nothing for my job prospects. :/