Alright chumps, let's do this.

So, you know that feeling you get when you're being hoisted up a particularly intimidating rollercoaster... and it's your first coaster of the day so you're kind of out of it... and you didn't get much sleep beforehand because you woke up extra early to get the theme park... and that McMuffin you snarfed earlier in the morning isn't sitting too well... and those screaming preteens behind you are about to give you a ruptured eardrum... and you just round the crest of the incline and the situation suddenly becomes incredibly real and you realize that there's no way you're getting off now and you are moments from being plunged 300 feet to your simulated death?

Yeah, that's kinda what this feels like.

I just finished staging today, and tomorrow I'll be boarding a plane at JFK airport and leaving the country for the next two years.  I haven't really slept much this week, and I doubt I'll be doing too much tonight.  Luckily, everyone here seems awesome and this'll probably be a great experience, but I reserve the right to be a little apprehensive before I go.  I'm just hoping that I didn't forget anything else in my luggage.

In any case, this is it.  I'll see you all on the other side.