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Apollo
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Err... rather... toodles for now.
I'm off to Europe tomorrow (or rather, today, judging by the hour), for 17 wonderful days. I fly into London early friday morning--and I fully expect Gizmo to be there to greet me (hold a sign that says "Apollo" on it). Then, I proceed to traipse about all of the continent, probably making an arse of my stupid American self. I'm particularly looking forward to visiting France, as I took 3 years of French in high school, leaving me with the ability to say absolutely nothing useful. At some other point, though I don't know when, we take a hovercraft--and that's pretty much all I know about the trip I'm about to take. I'm flying blind, if you will (I've tried it before--crashed into a tree, and my right wing hurt for several days).
Anywho, I trust you all will get along well enough while I'm gone. I'll miss you all terribly (well, except Doe--I'll miss her horribly instead). Ciao!
I'm off to Europe tomorrow (or rather, today, judging by the hour), for 17 wonderful days. I fly into London early friday morning--and I fully expect Gizmo to be there to greet me (hold a sign that says "Apollo" on it). Then, I proceed to traipse about all of the continent, probably making an arse of my stupid American self. I'm particularly looking forward to visiting France, as I took 3 years of French in high school, leaving me with the ability to say absolutely nothing useful. At some other point, though I don't know when, we take a hovercraft--and that's pretty much all I know about the trip I'm about to take. I'm flying blind, if you will (I've tried it before--crashed into a tree, and my right wing hurt for several days).
Anywho, I trust you all will get along well enough while I'm gone. I'll miss you all terribly (well, except Doe--I'll miss her horribly instead). Ciao!