Following the Herd

[Taking a page from the 8-legged one, and (grimace) Bryan Adams...]

[It was the Summer of '69:]

[Woodstock
Moonshot
Stonewall...]

[...goodbye, Judy Garland, and...]

[...hello, me. Today.]

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[But, more to the point:]

["Street's like a jungle
So call the police
Following the herd
Down to Greece
On holiday -
Love in the 90's
Is paranoid
On sunny beaches
Take your chances looking for..."]

["Girls who are boys
Who like boys to be girls
Who do boys like they're girls
Who do girls like they're boys
Always should be someone you really love."
-Blur, "Girls and Boys," of course.]

[I'm trying to be not quite the laddish cliche portrayed in the song, in that I'm not tacking on a hedonistic Mykonos jaunt to the end of the trip, unlike a couple of my classmates. I'm going to study, dammit!]

[Unfortunately, I'm leaving home that someone I really love, but he'll be here when I get back, which is really the point. Scuttlebutt says there's an internet cafe on Hydra, but I have no idea whether my mindset will allow for updates here. If there's nothing new, assume I'm sitting in a cafe, sipping something exotic and thinking of Socrates. Or sipping an exotic Greek and thinking of you...]

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