In less than 24 hours, I'm going to be on a plane for Ireland. For every single person who has asked if I'm excited, well boy howdy - I've only ever had two lifelong goals, and this is one of them. I'm getting to do something I've dreamed about since before puberty, and I'm doing it *before* I'm thirty. Good buggering god, I'm more excited than a kid on christmas eve.

That being said, I'm going to thwack the next person who asks upside the head, 'cause I'm just so damm sick of the question. The people who actually know me? Don't *need* to ask.