Brb. Guinness.

In Ireland, enjoying the people. The greatest part about traveling alone is that you *have* to make friends. And thanks the FSM, but it's easy as sin in this nation. I mean, they're not as pretty as in Spain, but damn are they friendly.

Holy Crap

So I've been accepted into grad school. I'm slightly buzzed, not from any substance, but from the simple pleasure of having about a decade of work pay off. My God, I can change the world if I work hard enough. I can do something *good* and it might matter to more then those I interact with directly. I'll be *paid* to meddle with the basic essance of life, and perhaps even change the way we inteact with the environment on the most basic level.

I mean, yeah, am I making too much of this? Probably, but who cares? I'm a *scientist* now baby! We're supposed to dream big.