It's been a long time between drinks. Not literally, drinking has become more an Australian trait of mine since I've left the country and felt the need to be stereotyped as some form of identification of self. No I'm talking of the phrase that pertains to revisiting something that has been left dormant for quite some time, in this case "Flock like salmon".
I've spent the last 10 months living from the bag and drifting around the North Americas. The only time this was not true was when I was stationed for a couple months in the B.C. interior. These times however where free of free time. Waking up at 10am and snowboarding till 4 then going to a hot tub for a couple hours to relax and warm the muscles left very little time for anything else and in this very littlest of 3 hrs left before sleep was reserved for herb and C.O.D. staples in the snow bum life.
Times have now changed and I'm back in the work force. After 9 months(also known as a "pregneye" or "pregus" depending on what hemisphere you're using the measure of time) of having not a skerrick of employment, the time has now come. Freedom has once again admitted defeat and a victor known as Free-doom has risen. In F-Ds post victory speech he told of nothing in this world being free. If 25yr old sunny coast kids want to continue to travel the monumental mountains of the North Americas then they would have to kiss the feet of his leader and God, a mythical creature by the name of Mulla, first heard of by the Lydians in 500BC. This creature took form in paper and precious metals and was said to cause people to feel the most intense levels of happiness, sadness, stress and greed (but in the most part the latter 3).
The above however is a little history lesson I will teach you when I know all things on wikipedia to be true (I'm sick of being caught out for being only wiki intelligent and not the other kind "actually") . So to the point at hand. I'm currently working 7 days a week replenishing the beast and am lucky enough to be doing so in the Vancouver summer. This is great for 2 reason, 1 Vancouver in the summer is like a perfect areola to nipple ratio, it's a thing of beauty that you hear of and see so often on websites but are unable to understand its until you're face to face with this most gorgeous of gods paintings. 2 Daylight starts at 6 in the morning and runs all the way through till around 9:30, thus meaning that after work you're not subjected to making dinner and going to bed yet being able to get out and taste the nip/areola nectar and be inspired to do.... stuff. Stuff like you never get time to in other homes - hang in parks, slowly walk through a city, lay on a beach and read a porno...
This all leads me to my point. I now have a lot of stuff going on in my head other than snow, weed, call of duty and american girls and I plan to put the codec back to blogger. So check in once in a while. Maybe have a read, write me off, send me some reverse nudes.... of your cat... and no not your pussy... your actual cat, peeps don't dress their cats nearly as much as they do there dogs. It's animal racism and I'm fucking sick to death of it!!!
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