Moments In The Woods

Today's random thoughts and comments:

Well, Pluto's no longer a planet, according to a bunch of scientists in Prague. Personally, I won't miss it all that much. It's not like it was ever a particularly interesting or beautiful planet in the first place. Plus, now Pluto is gone, all those science textbooks that used to include poorly drawn dogs with lame captions under them will have to choose a new planet for a lame joke, as we all know that every section of most school textbooks until about year 9 try and include at least one or more unfunny jokes per section in a feeble attempt to keep kids interested. Maybe they'll be forced to finally recognise the true humour king of the solar system at last. We can only hope.

On another matter, German sucks. There's too many extra letters, and more than a few sounds that a normal human just can't produce without severe pain and mutilation to the tongue and vocal cords. Sorry Miri, Cait, and anyone else who speaks German, but your language is crap. =p

Speaking of German, the reason I'm trying to pick it up (for those of you who might not already know), I've finally booked my flight to Austria. I'll be away for all of November, I'm really looking forward to that. I also plan to fly over to...somewhere else while I'm in Europe and catch up with Tom for a few days, which should be great. At the moment, I don't know exactly where we'll meet, but we were thinking either Spain, Germany or Austria. I'm hoping for Spain right now, as I'm already going to be in Austria, and Spain looks pretty interesting.

As a side-note, I'd just like to point this out. Interesting bit of introspection. I think a lot of us probably ask these sorts of questions of ourselves at times, I know I certainly do. It's interesting to see it in writing. The link is to Cait's blog, in case anyone was wondering.

I apologise for this post not being more interesting, but things are largely uneventful at the moment, and the only things that are eventful are too unpleasant for me to really want to write a blog entry on. Nothing particularly disasterous in the overall scheme of things, but unpleasant enough.