god, i've got about nine full days before i leave for defcon and i don't feel anywhere near ready. i want to simplify things, but at this point it's either full throttle or failure.
"well am i making haste - or could it be haste is making me? / what's time but a thing to kill or keep or buy or lose or live in? / i gotta go faster / keep up the pace / just to stay in the human race"