School's Out...

... for ever.

I've been doing some thinking over the last few days, and I've decided to drop out of the Accounting course I've been doing.

Because I missed the first exam back in December 2006 (being away with Dad when he was in hospital), and deferred my graduation for a year, I would have had to finish the course in June... and with all that's happened in the last year or so, with being short-staffed at work, and Dad being ill & passing away, and everything else, I was just too far behind... and missing 2 weeks to move house has just been the final straw.

In all, in the next month I would have had to have done:

1 x exam (which I'm nowhere near ready for, so probably would fail - again).
3 x 5 hour simulations (other exams).
and lots of work on my portfolio of evidence and ticklists... as well as visits from one of the tutors to the office to see me doing things like operating a computer (dur... you turn it on here) and being aware of health & safety (don't stand in a basin of water and switch a light on... that kind of thing).

So, to those people who say I'm stupid... I guess you're right...

Doctor! Doctor!

I feel like a pair of curtains...

"Well, pull yourself together then!"

Today I finally did something that I only ever do if I REALLY have to... I went to the doctor...

I started taking my anti-depressants more erratically around August last year, and I've probably not taken any at all since October. I kidded myself that I wasn't doing any better with them, and wasn't doing any worse without them... so it didn't matter if I took them or not. But the simple fact is that even though I say I'm "fine", most days I'm not. I'm not sleeping, and when I do sleep, I waken up just as tired in the morning. I can't concentrate at college, I don't have any energy, and if I was in my proper mindset, I wouldn't have had a major panic during that simulation I had to do a couple of weeks ago.

And I've still got a cough and tightness of breath, that seems to have been around for months... And I've been advised to get a letter from my doctor to help me get a house transfer quicker, coz the doctor can say that such a big house with poor heating is not good for my chest, or my depression.

Well, I finished college a bit early today and along I went to see my doctor, having phoned for an appointment this morning. And didn't I really time it badly? As of Monday this week, my doctor's practice is (for some reason that we weren't informed of) being looked after by the other practice that shares the Health Centre... so I couldn't see MY doctor - instead, I had a foreign doctor who doesn't know me from Eve, and didn't seem to have my full notes with her.

So, after a long explanation, I left with 2 inhalers for asthma (although I don't think she's convinced of my doctor's diagnosis... she was going on about indigestion and acid irritating your throat - well, possibly, but that doesn't explain the tightness I have trying to breathe when I DON'T have indigestion) and my anti-depressants back again.

And then she told me I had to speak to my OWN doctor about getting a letter... which is all very well, except they're uncontactable for 3 months. So I asked at reception, and one of the LOCAL doctors spoke to me... asked a few questions, and was going to write a letter, no problem at all.

Came from the Doc's... got my prescriptions from the chemist (£20.55!), and then off to the shop for the rest of the day.

So, there I am - officially "ill"...

In the shop tomorrow, Friday, Saturday and Monday... and probably most of the rest of next week...

Tired And Twisty, Grumpy And Grouchy...

That's me today, as you'll no doubt suss out from the tone of the posts.

Woke up feeling really tired still, and really didn't want to get up... but I forced myself to. First up there was college... then the mobile phone issue... and a lack of lunch due to financial embarrassment (I've had £10 since yesterday - I had £20 available in the bank on Monday, but when I went to take out a tenner yesterday, I must have forgot a Direct Debit, because I had £5 available funds... and I needed £5 of the £10 in my purse for taxis today)... and spending all afternoon in a shop that stank of paint because the back room's being given a spruce up, which gave me a headache...

Never mind... come 5pm I managed a gingerbread latte because I had 6 stamps on my loyalty card, entitling me to a free coffee... and my last £2 (literally, I've got 0pence left... good job it's pay day tomorrow) bought me a thing of chips and a bit of black pudding.

Tomorrow's probably not going to be much better - back in the shop, and the painter's been in tonight again (NO... that's not a euphemism - I'm not hormonal, just crabbit!). And I've got to take my phone back to the shop.

When I Fail, I Fail Big...

Just before I went to bed last night, I was finally able to check on the AAT website for the results of the exam I did last December... and there it was in black & white:

YOU ARE A FAILURE.

Failed both parts of the paper. I knew I had done, but it's still a kick in the teeth to see it there. So I've got to try again in June, along with the last Friday's simulation to do again... and another 2 simulations... and some portfolio evidence to produce... By June.

And I had to face them all at college today - the tutor, the course administrator, the other students... I just wanted to not show face there ever again - To just crawl off and lick my wounds somewhere, but I had to go. I'm still so tempted to say "Fuck it" and drop out, coz I'm sure I'm going to get to June and it won't be any better.

Down at the shop the rest of the day after college.

And that's about it, really.

Thick As Pig Shit...

That's me.

My simulation started today at 9:30am - and I was out of the room by 11:30am, having failed to complete even one of the eleven tasks... I started 2 or 3 of them, but I couldn't even concentrate on the questions - I just got in a total panic, and you had 2 books (one for questions, one for your answers), and it kept saying things like "Refer to pg x of your answer book, pgs yy - zz of your question book, and write your answer on pg a of your answer book" - and I couldn't even remember what bloody task I was supposed to be doing!

You were allowed to go to the toilet, so I went about 11am to see if I could take some deep breaths and calm myself down... but it just wasn't going to happen. So I flunked it and walked.

What is wrong with me? Why can't I get to grips with things? Why can't I just focus and concentrate? Is there any point in me going on with this course?

When I get the results of my December exam back next week, and when I've failed it (as I know I have), I'm giving serious thought to giving up on Level 3 (which I'm doing now) and re-enrolling in June to do Level 2.

What Am I Doing Here?

No, that's not me having some kind of theological crisis and worrying about the purpose of my life (I do that every day... lol) - That's me guessing that's what you lot are thinking when you're reading here that I'm buggering about on the net the night before I have a 5-hour exam that I clearly don't have a cat in Hell's chance of passing...

Right now you're probably thinking "Why the hell aren't you sitting with your head in a book, revising?" Or, "Why haven't you been revising all evening? And why are you here blogging instead of getting some much-needed sleep, so you can be all refreshed and super confident in the morning?"

It really hasn't helped that I was only supposed to be in the shop all day Monday, and then Tuesday morning... but instead I've done Monday, Tuesday (apart from an hour at dinnertime when I was at the office doing the wages), Wednesday afternoon (and I only avoided the morning coz I was at college), and today. My proper work is getting so far behind! And maybe if I'd have been at the office, I could have done a bit of revision... That's not possible at the shop with customers coming in every 5 or 10 minutes.

Never mind, though - I've got Saturday off! And I'm going to be drunk as a skunk!

If you see any posts here tomorrow, Saturday, and maybe even Sunday, they will more than likely have been back-dated, because I'll be either drunk or hungover...

Well, I suppose I'd better go and have a last read of my course book... or maybe I'll just have a game or two of Spider Solitaire first...

Stand Out Of The Way!

There's a handcart with my life on coming through - destination, Hell!

For a start, the two major problems I mentioned at work are still a couple of weeks away from a resolution (maybe longer), and the boss is away this week.

Then there's the fact that my exam results are due in a couple of weeks, and in about a week & a half I've got a 5 hour simulation to sit for the unit I sat the exam in... and I still can't do it. And the simulation is worse than the exam, because you've got to show that you are competent in EVERYTHING we studied for that exam - and that forms the vocational, work-based part of the qualification. And in June I've still got to sit a simulation for the other unit (the one I miraculously passed the exam in last June). Then there's the unit we're doing now, which has no exam, but still has a vocational element to be done for my portfolio. I think if I'd known what this qualification was going to entail, and how difficult it was going to be, I'd never have started it.

Then there's the fact that I couldn't watch "Reaper" tonight because for the last 2 nights, and now tonight as well, I've had no picture on my TV - only sound. I don't know what's wrong with it (well, I do - it's a SHARP, and I've never had a good SHARP appliance yet... but it was cheap, and all we had in stock at work at the time, and our previous TV had died completely so we needed a new one like immediately), but when you turn it on first (or switch it from standby, since I don't ever turn it off completely anymore due to its little problem) the sound comes on fine, but the screen stays black... and then for the first few weeks, it would come on itself after anything from 10 minutes to 3 hours. And then I found that if I gave it a tap on the top, it made the picture come on... but the last 2 nights I have battered seven shades of shit out of it and nothing... nada... zip... diddley squat... bugger all - you get the picture (except, of course, a picture is just what you DON'T get). So I've got to wait until I get someone to take the TV I've got in my bedroom (which is kind of a spare) downstairs and connect it all up to the Sky dish and everything to see if it works, coz there's no way I can even think about buying a new TV at the moment, or for the foreseeable future.

And this damn computer's not running brilliantly tonight... It's a bit slow switching between applications and windows, and IE's crashed once already.

What next? I ask myself (but quietly, just in case fate or the gods are listening and decide to show me just what surprises they've got up their sleeves for me).

I think I'll go bugger off now and find a rock to hide under for a few months...

Eeeeeeeek!

It's hard to believe it's been nearly a week since I've been on here to do anything more than post the daily music video, but it's been a busy week - but here I am with a potted summary of the past 7 days....

Sunday night & Monday night I watched cop drama "Messiah: The Rapture", without the yummy Ken Stott this time - but with the just-as-yummy Marc Warren. Didn't enjoy it quite so much as previous ones, but I think your gritty detectives are always better played by Scots... Think about it - Taggart, Cracker, Red Metcalfe (Ken Stott's copper) and Mike Walker (David Hayman) from "Trial & Retribution" are surely 4 of the best cops on telly (okay, Cracker's not strictly a copper, but still...). *

* Yes, the fact that I fancy 3 of those 4 may cloud my judgement just a teensy tiny bit, I guess....

Tuesday was at my Counsellor after work... She's given me a book that we're going to work through now - "Mind Over Mood" - which is part of this cognitive behaviour therapy or whatever it's called. So now I get homework from her as well!

I was a doofus on Tuesday and Wednesday night too... Tuesday night I put on the heater when I came home, but the place just didn't warm up any. Wednesday night, I turned on the heater, and turned it up a bit - and noticed with shock that there was no heat at all coming out of it! I cursed my boss up hill and down dale for buying cheap shit heaters, and sent him a text complaining that it had stopped working after only a few months and that I'd be bringing the damn thing back the next day!

Well, Thursday morning I went to unplug the heater... only to discover that the plug was about 4mm out of the socket! Then I remembered - when I came home on Tuesday night, I'd been going through to the kitchen, and I'd tripped over the cable... and it must have pulled it out just far enough to cut the power! I pushed the plug in again, and was met with a blast of hot air! So I had to go to work and confess my dingusity to my boss!

So, what else has happened this week? Not a lot really... just work, college, bad weather, and the usual shit.

Working tomorrow from 8am (yuk), and I'm all on my own up at the office.

Well, I guess that's about it, so I'll end now coz my brother's coming to get me soon to go shopping - and then I'm going down to his for haggis and clapshot... Yummy!

Probably see you the morn at some stage!

FAIL !!!!

Well, today was my exam... "SVQ/NVQ Gateway To Accounting Level 3 - Financial Records" or something like that, to give it its proper title.

It was horrible... really, really, really horrible, and I'm under no delusions at all that I've passed it. I ballsed up the Trial Balance and the Profit & Loss reports, didn't finish either, couldn't remember my credits from my debits, and carried all the wrong figures throughout because I'd not made the right adjustments, or forgotten to make the adjustments, or made the adjustments in the wrong direction... but, hey, at least I can re-sit it in June - when maybe things will be different at work, and I'll actually get some support and time off to study.

I felt sick and panicky all day, and in the exam I just wanted to cry... I couldn't concentrate on what was on the paper in front of me... my head was spinning with the sounds of traffic and roadworks outside, the tapping away on calculators inside... and I forgot even the basics.

Why am I so stupid?

And now I've got to go to work tomorrow and face the sarcastic remarks from idiot Flunky, and the boss (only half-jokingly) grumping about how he's had to pay £38 for me to fail.

Dear God, if You're going to bring about Armageddon and the end of the world any time in the near future... any chance You could do it before 9o'clock tomorrow morning, ta?

So, What's New Since Monday?

Erm, not a lot really...

I woke up yesterday feeling really sicky, and after not much sleep on Monday night, but had to go to work (Tuesday's wages day, and I don't trust the boss not to balls it up... and he'd probably end up paying everyone else too much, and me too little!). So, I persisted, but didn't really eat anything all day, because I didn't trust it not to all make a reappearance. Come tea-time I decided I would make myself an omelette, and that did stay down, but I still felt "not right".

(Incidentally, can anyone tell me how you make an omelette without burning its arse? Because I ALWAYS end up with a black bottom!)

I should have been doing homework for college today, but instead I just filled a hot water bottle and crashed out... there was no way I could concentrate on credits and debits and journals and crap like that.

Felt okay when I woke up this morning - ready to face a morning at college... not! We've only got a couple of weeks before the exam, which is on December 5th, so we started looking at past papers today - Urrrgh... I know I said last exam "There's no way I'll pass this", and I did pass, but this one is going to be 100 times worse! But at least we're all having problems this time, so I might not be the only one to fail.

After college, I had to go to the shop to help out over lunch time and a bit longer as they were doing the window display for Christmas (bah, humbug). Left there at quarter to 3, when I finally got for my lunch, then up to the office for quarter to 4 - hardly worth it for an hour and a quarter, but there was no way the boss would just let me go home...

Right, I've had my dinner up here at the computer (pork chop that you could have used as a flagstone in a path - somehow I always overcook the damn things - and some mangy toot :^D), and I've still got my pudding to enjoy (Mint Aero cheesecake) coz I wanted to finish all my blogging before I ate it, so I'm going to go and get some hot milk (because it's ruddy cold... I'm typing with fingerless gloves on and swaddled in a blanket) and scoff my pud!

Saturday Night - Today: The Abridged Version...

Saturday Night - Watched "Hitchhikers Guide To The Galaxy" (not bad... not as good as the original, but Alan Rickman was good as the voice of Marvin the android), but decided to have a chuck-in-the-microwave chinese thing instead of the pizza.

Sunday - Made a pot of bolognaise sauce to re-heat for Monday/Tuesday (although I may have made a little too much, since I'm only finishing it tonight... if I can face spag bol for the 3rd day in a row). Watched telly.

Monday - Boss away, not sure where.

Tuesday - Boss still away, still not sure where... but there's still money in our account, so he's probably not done a runner. Counsellor tonight... not sure how much it's really helping at the moment, but I'll persist with it. Woke up this morning with damp feet - stupid hot water bottle was leaking, so I had to dash after work and buy a new one.

Today - College... something like 3 weeks until the exam, and I'm in major panic mode. I just can't get stuff to stick in my brain. Boss back - complete with explanation of where he'd been (taking his daughter away to a concert).

Going home in a blink for my spaghetti bolognaise (urk... I should have frozen it on Sunday).

Stupid Fecking Computer!!!!

I've just spent the last 2 hours trying to get my "Cheese" post formatted and posted, but my stupid f***ing heap of crap is "low on virtual memory" and is generally driving me crazy coz it won't do anything properly, and keeps "Not Responding"!

So, no cheese til I can sneak a chance to do it at work... but I hopefully can tell you one or two things I forgot earlier (shit... yesterday)...

No college tomorrow (today, but you know what I mean) - School holidays.

Then there was my catering disaster tonight (yesterday) - I bought myself an apple turnover, and decided I'd have it hot... so I stuck it in the oven - not really sure what heat I should put it on at, or for how long... so when I came back to it, it was absolutely charcoal black - so no turnover for me!

After that, there was my other irritating event... I lifted my cardigan off the bench to put it on - not aware that I'd set it down on top of a box of cotton buds... which fell off the bench and scattered on the floor! Oh, how I swore!

Right... I'm definitely buggering off to bed now... without trying the "Cheese" post again... It will have to wait.

That Was The Week, That Was

Well, I think the last time I was here in any real way was Tuesday, so what's happened since? And why have I not been blogging?

Let's see... Wednesday was college, then work, and then I came home, had the last of my soup... which I took a photo of with my cameraphone, just so you could see how it looked...

Then I started to watch an old "Top Gear", which started at 9pm... I say "started" because I was asleep before it ended... and that was me until about 6am Thursday morning, when I awoke - still feeling like I could sleep for a month.

Arrived at work expecting Flunky to be back (he's been on holiday in Spain for the last week & a half or so... and he had been back, but was coughing, spluttering and leaking snot from every orifice... so the boss told him to go home again. He phoned in the afternoon to say he'd been signed off for a week with bronchitis! But he reckons he's going to be back before then.

Last night I sat down to watch TV, and was suddenly besieged by cats! Minnie took up residence on my chest (kind of like this photo... you can't see that's where she's lying, but it is),

and Harriet settled herself down on my pillow just above/behind my head - and it's amazing the heat a couple of moggies generate! And also how penned in and claustrophobic you feel when you can't move without a furry lump starting to purr or head-butting you til you give it a stroke! But instead of giving them a punt off, or telling them to go away, Muggins here just tries to lie still so as not to disturb the little darlings (easy to see who rules the roost in this house, isn't it?).

And then there was work today... then shopping... then a bit of telly... then I thought I'd come and blog quickly in case I don't make it back again this weekend. I'm working in the shop tomorrow (after our shopgirl saying she'd do Saturday's coz she needed the money... but she couldn't do last week, or the week before, and she can't do this week, and maybe she could do next week, but then not the week after... Well, I'm off November 10th for a something I help out at every year... but there's a chance she can't do that day either... and it seems if she's going out on a Saturday night, then she can't work that day! Grrrr... *breathe* I'm calm... I'm calm...

Well, guess I'll bugger off now. Catch you later, and have a good weekend all!

The Catch-Up... The Week So Far...

So far, so shite...

Monday was spent in the shop, since Shopgirl had the day off. And it was spent coughing, sneezing and sniffling miserably as this cold's really kicking in now... and it's playing merry hell with my chest - even though the cold itself is mainly in my head (in my nose, I don't mean I'm imagining it - not even my imagination is THAT twisted)...

Yesterday, I struggled into work, secretly hoping that I could stay til dinnertime or so to do the wages, and then beg and plead so the boss would let me go home - but then my plans crumbled to dust round my ears, because Flunky had to go home mid-morning, and needed the rest of the day off... so I couldn't ask to go home...

And today, I was getting ready to go to college, still coughing, sneezing, nostrils burning, and feeling completely miserable, when I got a text from Shopgirl... who'd got a migraine, and was going to try and make it in at dinner time... so, college was abandoned, and I spent the day in the shop...

And now I'm sat here coughing, sneezing, spluttering, and sniffling... and wishing this cold would just bugger off... but knowing that when it DOES decide to go, it'll leave behind a horrendous cough that'll last for months...

I'm miserable... hug me... :'^(

Head And Foot...

That's what's hurt today... My head, coz it was my first day back at college, settling down to do the other unit of my SVQ (like NVQs, but Scottish) Accounting, Level 3 qualification... this time dealing with Financial Accounts (P&L, Balance Sheet, etc), rather than Costing Accounts, which the exam I just passed was dealing with. It's a pain, because the way the terms work out, and when the exams are, means that the exam for this unit is on 5th December (NOT long away), and then those sitting the Costing Accounts exam have from January to June to revise for it!

So, because we've got so much to pack in learning-wise, we went through the first FIVE chapters of the book in just about 2 hours today!

There is one positive (which would be an asset if my life were a business, so would be on the DEBIT side of my accounts... lol), there is a very good-looking piece of male eye-candy in the class to gaze at if I get bored! (I'm saying no more than that!).

And foot ache came about because I stuck on a pair of boots today that I've not worn in ages... and I discovered why as I was walking down from college... as the balls of my feet started to burn and get sore, and my toes got squashed up, and by the time I got to the shop, I really was in agony! But I had to go on the rest of the day, on my feet in the shop (boss said I had to stay down there and serve so that shopgirl could get a huge order that had arrived sorted and priced without getting disturbed).

So those boots will very swiftly get The Boot... straight into the bin, and I'll go back to my trusty Crocs (even if they are getting smooth on the bottoms so that if you wear them in the rain, there is the tendency to go aqua-planing every so often!).

Paid a visit with my brother to see my Auntie in the Residential Home this evening... I've not seen her for a few months now, with one thing and another, but she's looking pretty good... certainly much better than when she and Dad were in the hospital together, and things looked very bleak for her for a while.

Well, I think that's just about all, so I'll bugger off...

Schoolbag Packed, Uniform Ironed...

Shoes (and apple for the teacher) polished, for it's back to college tomorrow morning... and joining a new lot of students, of which I'm the oldest (well, so it seemed at the enrollment last week)... Not really looking forward to it...

Still, it gets me away from Boss and Flunky for a morning, so it's not all bad!

Work was okay today... not quite as quiet as it's been for the last few weeks, coz the boss is actually finding half-decent jobs for me to do, seeing as my stuff's up to date.

Hey, on the subject of quiet - is it just me, or is everyone on SausageNet (I appreciate there might not be many people who can answer that one... I don't know how many Sausages frequent my blog frequently!), Blogger, MySpace and Facebook suddenly gone very quiet the last couple of days? Come on, people! You're letting the side down!

Oh, and a plea.... Lou, can you spare a thought for us poor people who are trying to sneak a look at your blog at work, and show more than the latest post, please? It's very hard to read all the posts when the boss is out of the room when you have to keep clicking "Older Post"! :-D

Well, it's later than this post suggests, so I'm going to bugger off and get some kip before college tomorrow! 'Night...!

ps. No sickness last night, but my stomach's still felt "strange" all day... kind of feeling hunger pangs even when I'm not hungry sort of style...

Back 2 Skool

One final thing I nearly forgot to tell you - I had an extra half hour lie in this morning, because I didn't have to be at work at 9am... I had to be at Orkney College at 9:30am for enrollment, because my accounting course begins again (for me, anyway) next week... all because I was away last November / December time and missed the exam for the first unit.

Judging by the students that were there today, I'm going to be the oldest in the class this time... which is very depressing. Last year most were around my age, or older.

I don't think I'm looking forward to it...

Holy Fuck!

Apologies for the profanities but... Holy Fuck!

I passed my exam!

I got home tonight, and the dreaded letter wasn't sitting on the mat... so I thought, "Sod this, I need to see it in writing that I've failed", so I dug out a letter with my AAT membership number on, and logged on to their website. There I entered my membership number and waited... and waited... and waited... (I've just got a speed upgrade on my broadband, and now pages seem to take a long time to load for some reason) - and when nothing happened I hit REFRESH, and was greeted by the word "SUCCESSFUL" in big letters, and a "YES" for part one of the paper, and a "YES" for part two!

I still can't believe it... I still feel like I've got someone else's results... After all, I've been telling myself for about six months that I was going to fail, and 2 months telling myself I had failed... and now I haven't!

I'm a little spaced out, and have this great grin on my face, and I'm talking with this silly excited little squeak...

But a huge, fuzzy "Thank you" to all of you who had a damn sight more faith in me than I had, and who knew I would pass... Big hugs...

Weekend, etc...

I've had a very kind of non-descript few days, but I guess I'll try and fill you in on some of the details, so that I can give certain bloggers a hard time for not posting for a few days (yes, Freddie, you again... and Lord O...), without being in the same position myself.

I was working Saturday, then watched that Hungarian cartoon, Vuk, that I posted a clip of at night, before falling asleep under Harriet, my soppy cat, and wakening up, hot as can be, still under her, on Sunday morning (after my dream that I mentioned earlier).

Sunday I watched the dvd of "Ghost Rider" (which you know, coz I featured Nicholas Cage in a "Shallow Al" post on Monday, mentioning that I'd watched the dvd). Didn't do much else, coz I was too sleepy.

Work Monday and yesterday were pretty boring, mainly because I'm up to date with everything at the moment, and I'm faffing around with very little to do. In fact, yesterday afternoon, the boss had me cleaning down shelves in the showroom upstairs, there was so little to do.

Counsellor yesterday - it was okay, but I wasn't really in a frame of mind to get much out of it, mainly because I'd had such a dull day at work. Came home, had tea, and nodded off in front of some drivel on the telly.

When I get home tonight, the dreaded exam results should be waiting for me... oh, hell....

Tuesday...

Last bossless day today... tomorrow he will be back, and no doubt bemoaning his lot once again, and how he didn't want to come back, etc, etc, etc...

Looks like the money thing is going to be sorted within the next 3 weeks or so... it's a plan where I make one payment in the month to some agent, and they pay the creditors. That's what I need, coz otherwise I get in a complete tizz about who I'm meant to pay, when and how much... and it ends up they don't get paid. But, hey, it's not bankruptcy yet, and that's the main thing...

I think that's about all... no college tomorrow. There is a class, but our shopgirl needs the day off, coz she's getting the cast off her foot and she wants to be able to rest it for the first day. Not that there was going to be an awful lot of learning done tomorrow... no doubt everyone just giving each other a pat on the back for how well they did(!)

Well, I'll bugger off to bed now. See you round!