Today marks the beginning of my voyage. That's right - voyage: an entralling ten months (or more, should I choose to stay and piss off the rents) of sheer debauchery. Right now I'm prepping for my flight that passes through Munich and on to Florence, where I will wreak havoc for an entire three months; and then it's off to England to take Oxford by storm for the following half a year. The real chaos, however, will begin when I take up pack, travel guide, and a finite store of underwear to travess the depths of Europe. And hey, the little bro may even score a graduation gift to come join me.
But for now, I depart to resume the exhilarating task of packing (I tend to slack on these things). Don't fret though homies...I'll be returning shortly with tales of my disgusting ten hour flight and juicy arrival details in Italia.
Sianara bitches!!! (I realize I'm not keeping in line with the theme here, but I couldn't resist.)
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