Off to the hospital. If I live, I'm back in a few days... Probably hungry. (There has been some mention of an ice-cream I get to look forward to.. :)) If I don't... well... It's been like all good chocolates: fierce, sticky, mysterious and gone way too early. To all the people I've met an instantly fell in love with: it has been a privilege messing with you :D To all the arseholes that made some of my days ugly: I'll have a talk with St. Peter when I get there and I'll make damn sure he pisses on you before he boots you away from the gate. Suffer well :P