Here and Here Again

Well, as the Model UNers prepare to go off on another voyage to try and save the world, I'm stuck at home (once again) thinking of what might have been. I've actually been doing it quite a lot lately. Regrets, mistakes, murders I didn't cover up too well, that hobo who still thinks I'm a leprechaun with the power to make him a real tuna sandwich (not those fakes kinds he sees in his dreams), these things and more plague my mind. The word that most comes up is "should". "You should have done this." "You should never have done that." "You should have used that rocket launcher three seconds sooner." You get the gist.

Perhaps I should have tried to go to the Model UN thing. Last year I was largely dissappointed, aside from my stint in front of the Security Council, but the needless formality and biased workings of the convention were only parts of my antipathy towards it. I suppose I expected more and, as usual when I raise my expectations, my ideas crashed and burned. Plus I got afflicted with my normal jitters and knowing how to do things much better in hindsight. Maybe I'll try Youth Ledge.

Ah well, what can you do? Other than create a time machine, go back (forward) in time, make the necessary changes, and watch reality and existence crumble in front of your very eyes. *Sigh* One of these days. Now where did I leave my How-To-Make-A-Big-Explosion-With-A-Toothbrush-And-A-Container-Of-Peanut-Butter Pamphlet....