Sunday, December 28, 2008

packing up

Well, I'm taking a fast break from cleaning my room up and packing my stuff. Tomorrow I'll be coming home, if everything goes as planned.

Here's a little something something to tide you over:

The Lights begin to twinkle from the rocks:
The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep
Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends,
'Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.

Tennyson, Ulysses


Bill Elms said...

Awesome bro! An early welcome home! Just in time for more snow too! Lucky you

Anonymous said...

happy new year, Tiger! from a fellow Tiger. Looking forward to reading your rants.