The title kinda says it all, really.
Going to UK is turning out to be not quite as fun as I imagined, due to some things that I just only started thinking about. Yeah, it is totally so very late to start thinking about stuff but what to do. I'm slow like that sometimes.
So for the past week or so I've been pondering the same things over and over again without ever coming to a resolution. My thought process, if put to paper, would resemble an utterly demented flowchart which looks something like this (click to make beeg):
Heh. As you can see, all signs point to NO. But as anyone who has known me for more than 6 hours will attest to, I've always wanted to invade some country in the EU, or the States, for an extended period (preferably for the rest of my life) like forever. And I just feel that I owe it to myself to at least do something so that I can walk away saying I tried. But every time I think about this my brain goes into a noodlefied state as shown in the lower right corner of the above chart... and I don't exactly have oodles of time left to make decisions. le sigh.
This is not working. At all. I think I need tarot cards.