Alas, this time I am not kidding. Unfortunately. Well, sort of. You see, we're moving again, this time to Paris (well, I'm going to Fontainebleau.) I'll be attending INSEAD to get my MBA -- and as everyone I know who's been there tells me things like "make sure you get plenty of sleep before it starts" (I'm not) and "wow, it's amazingly hard work", "it's like drinking from 27 fire hoses at once" and "oh man, you are so screwed" (and given that I (a) know jack squat about finance and (b) am way behind on my preparatory reading) I am not terribly optimistic about my chances of having a free minute to spend on such matters of vital import as, you know, blowing stuff up after the end of next week (during which I hope to blow up as much shit as humanly possible in-between showing my apartment to snotty professor types who don't quite realize the importance of not being snotty when there's like 2 free apartments in the whole country for them to look at.)
So I ask you to raise your glass(es) to the trolls slaving in the coal mines -- I just moved 6 heavy houseplants and 500 bottles of wine today, and if you think that's nothing, I cordially invite you and your poor not-to-be-envied back to try it someday, you smartass) and have, on superficial estimation, another 300 metric tons of assorted crap to move from point (a) to point (b) via points (l) (q) and (u) in the next week.
It's been real, I'll be back, hopefully when this damn thing pays off in another several decades or so, if I'm not too busy enjoying managerial perks like racing around in my Maranello, sipping expensive champagne on my yacht, or selling various non-vital organs to Slick Pedro and his gang of cutthroats to pay off my school loans.
So, let there be the occasional memorial cry of "WHEE! WHEE! WHEE!" as you fire up the Greyhounds to launch a wheelie Zerg rush kekeke ^_^ in a rampant orgy of destruction against an unsuspecting, dribble-stupid tight-pantsed legion of goose-stepping panzer twats, cry havoc and let slip the Ha-Gos of war, and blow a steroidally overenhanced Tiger jockey's brains, guts, spleen, legs, eyeballs and other gooey bits all over the map on top of a 50-foot expanding fireball while giggling stupidly like a little girl in your SU-152, safely hidden away in a MIGHTY SOVIET PEOPLE'S SHRUBBERY COMPLEX.
So, fair warning, after next Friday I'll be with you in spirit, misguiding your itchy trigger finger (and not much itchy else, you filthy creep.)
<3 and xoxoxo,
Well I'll be danged. Yep, I've been wondering when this moment was coming, because it's patently obvious you have a fine mind, an excellent-and-getting-better education and lead a competent real life. Moving on is a part of life and I'm glad you are taking the upward slope. Vaya con Dios, or Gaia as you choose. I'm gonna miss you a lot, lad.
*edit* Well I see it took about 2 minutes for this thread to be moved to OffTop from Gen Dis. Somebody's panties are binding.
Fuzzy keep up the great life you are having!
Ditto. But I think you are underestimating your ability to find time to eff around with your old boys. Ya cant study THAT much!!! You should check in though. And oh yeah. You should just drink the wine instead of moving it around!!!
Gah. Cya Fuzzy. Ten years tops? Come back and play a bit in the summer if you have time, who knows, Fh3 by then?
Though really, good luck in Business School, gonna miss you a bunch Fuzzy!
PS: I'm pretty sure stylie can make up for the soon-to-be significantly lower amount of scantily clad women being posted in this forum. ;)
This is for you fuzzybunny! edit*** Great time for an MBA fuzzbones, right before the Next Great Depression... good luck wit dat!!!
!? What?! No more Fuzzeh Bunneh!?
;_;...a part of me just died on the inside..
Good luck man. For every panzer weenie I destroy with my faithful Bt7, I'll always think of you.
This is what we do when we decide to buckle down. You know, say things like "Im wasting time on the forums and such... I should be studying..." then reality sets in and he realizes that "fuck, if I dont play at least a LITTLE bit, Im gonna kill myself!" Then we'll see him (seriously, hopefully man... damn! I did notice you dropping off a bit) from time to time. But not 'never'. Fuzz, you made some friends here so check in from time to time!!!