It's been many a day.

So now I have started University. It's fine, trundling along well, even if I do seem to know the content of the lectures, am unable to stop myself rambling on and have firmly cemented my reputation as the class nerd within the first week. Hurrah for stereotypes, I guess.

Fate, now there's an interesting concept. Up until a month ago I really didn't think such a thing existed, but now, now I'm not so sure. I've run this over and over in my mind and the odds are incredible, yet here we are. Oh well, in this case, fate has been kind. Very kind. :D

I miss not being able to travel on a whim. Oh and fuck you Chaucer, Fuck. You.