Session rockin, yeah

This is one of my last few nights in Olney; naturally I am wasting it in front of the computer. Soon I will spend my last couple days in NYC too. I'll miss both places dearly, of course.

In a little more than a week I am supposed to board a flight from JFK to Barcelona (Barthelona), Spain, where I will spend five months of my life, on a continent where I'll spend probably a few more. My feelings fluctuate constantly between pure exhilaration and pure terror, which probably places me on the same plane as everyone else in this situation.

Espana: Que sexy.

I don't even know how to make !@$#^* Spanish accent marks and whatnot on the damn keyboard.

I make no promises about updating this regularly or at all, or making it the least bit interesting, or even coherent.

Also this doesn't make me a "blogger". It's just an efficient way of keeping in touch with a number of people without having to e-mail everyone individually.

I don't want to write anymore or think of a clever way of concluding this maiden post...Oh, um, HEY WHAT'S THAT! [cue running footsteps noise]