The Countdown is On

Rent a flat above a shop, cut your hair and get a job.

Smoke some fags and play some pool,

Pretend you never went to school.

But still you'll never get it right

When you're lying in bed in night

Watching roaches climb the wall

If you called your dad, he could stop it all.

--Pulp, "Common People"

Well, here it is, November 28 2005, and in less than two months I'll be back in Cambridge to face the old demons in Building 36 on Vassar Street. Ever since I decided to go back my emotions have been swinging between wild exuberance and stark terror, with exuberance leading going into the stretch. The first two years were the hardest and darkest of my life, but my family and friends and God got me though before and I know that they'll get me through again. So if you're curious about my second attempt at life in a small technical college in the United States, check back here every now and then. Hopefully I don't start typing with an accent... :)

So come and talk to me on my computer screen.

The best days of our lives aren't as easy as they seem.

And one day we'll look back and then we'll have to laugh.

They used to call us names now they want our autographs.

-- Good Charlotte, "Click"