Goodbye, Farewell, auf Wiedersehen, Adieu.

Last post until after the festival I promise. Everthing's ready, Rob should be coming over later tonight, so right now Pruvaloo is left with nothing much to do with himself. He hates it when it's like this, when there's nothing to do but wait.

When he gets back expect an influx of pseudo real-time posts and photo-dumps. Why? Well because some of you may be interested. Some may not. But I think it would be quite nice to have some kind of tangible remainder from my trip.

But are these posts tangible in the first place? Sure they are able to be perceived by the mind, they may even provoke emotions. Right now Pruvaloo isn't too bothered. He'll call them pseudo-tangible. That makes even less sense.