August 19, 2009
Departure Vector 4
As dimly documented nearby, my skating wound is refusing to subside and instead seems bent on conquest of my entire leg. Let's hope it doesn't go so far as to require amputation.
Not much else is worth reporting from the last few days, although there was a rather inebriated night out with old APT folks that ended in more tonsil hockey with the "I want to fuck you" guy. This may wind up being the longest one night stand in history. Also, Ian and I went to the Proms to see a couple of Phillip Glass works, introduced by the old man himself, which made for a very pleasant evening.
Tomorrow we are off to Italy for a week or so of Tuscan indolence, leaving WT to lie fallow yet again. Not a change anyone will actually notice, I suspect. The forecast is for incessant warmth and sunshine. Oh woe is me...
Consequently, you'll have to excuse me: packing awaits.
Posted by matt at August 19, 2009 10:26 PM