“Come on, Scully, it will be a nice trip to the forest.”
– Famous last words.
If we’re all indeed about to be destroyed by a bunch of mad scientists, I honestly have to say they picked a terrible time to waste us. Sure, the economy’s in the crapper and the environment is about to be decimated anyway, so who cares, right? I care. I’m traveling on this day, Wednesday, September 10, 2008. And I hate traveling more than anything in the world.
Getting to spend my last day on earth doing something I hate? When I could be spending it with Boyfriend and a bunch of “X-Files” DVD’s?
There are so many things to miss about this world, no matter when it might end. Ivan Bunin said that he would miss the swallows in springtime, and I believe that he does, somewhere, miss swallows in springtime (unless they also have them in the Great Beyond). What will you miss? Let me know.