CHEESEBURGER, PLEASE, DO NOT GET ANGRY.

I'm on the rampage...That is, I must pack and contain the ever-flowing excitement that our weekend voyage to St. Petersburg is stirring up within me.
I'm just so happy.
Actually, I hope it will provide ample opportunity for me to catch up on reading, as I must start The Plague, not to mention the nonexistent attachment I have with Nathan Lane and his new flavorings of showtune recordings which I have cough, cough, bootlegged, cough, off the grand ole' internet.
Away I go.