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Monday, March 06, 2006

Hey, Holla, What!! (and some cruelties of fate)

to start this blog I will now paste a little piece of an earlier email that I feel as thought sums up the craziness of life right now:
"so I am offically living in a van...tonight I go home when Iwalk out the door and start up my van, yeah thats right!! pretty much the coolest dude ever....and by dude I mean hobo...and by coolest i mean hobo....yep I am pretty much the hobo hobo ever....right do more drugs adam!!
anyway gotta be quick as the weather is far to nice to be staying in on a monday night....
andyway....hmmm he sounds like a cool guy...and by cool I mean hobo...good ole hobo andy way
but what I meant to type was anyway I gotta go so I will check all yous guys on the flipside!"
yeah so anyway here goes on to my life in the past week or so!
I went to coogee beach and body surfed the hell out of those waves...until I got slammed once way way way too hard and just about died...and by died I mean disloacted my left shoulder...but I decided that beach didn't like me so I should probably try to find another beach...and probably was the best idea ever to walk there...well about 2 hours later I was at beach number 2...which apparently stands for topless chicks and men in thoungs holding thier 2 years old hands....being that I was in the middle of the age range I continued on after a while and made it to beach 3 after I walked through one of the coolest/ hugest grave yars ever...which had a snake hanging off one of the tombstones it was rad...and then i finally reached beach three which was far too packed so I proceeded to beach 4 which was just right...where I decided it was probably time to go body surfing again (seeing as my real surfing adventures have all been a bust...but that will change in exactly 1 day woot woot!!) , I have worked making holes, holding signs, I have gone drinking to much, gambling (barrett won 600 dollars one night...friggin sweet), installed my sweet k mart stereo system inot my van which I am living in, went for a walk with these girls that were messe dup on who knows what and proceeded to go into 3 bakkeryies and they bought 2 cakes, some doughtnuts, a cinnimon bun and a cheese, gravy and beef pie!!, went to my very first mardi gras "its a beautiful gay!!" and by mardi gras Imean the annual sydney gay parade, went rock climbing in australia...yeah that was sweet, wrote my education interview...this is where the curelties of fate come in...don't get me wrong I love fate...we seem to have a good thing going so far in life ( I mean come on have you any idea who Luba is...of course you do...well fate made her blind and dumb so that she could be mine..what a guy) anyway back to the story...my answers and everything were awesome but my interviewer was a m,an named gary morrison..the same gary morrison who was my grade 10 math teacher that told my mothert that he couldn't help me cause he didn't have time for students with under and 80 avverage...yeah whata great guy to have interviewing future teachers because he obviously knows what it takes...ok I will end my rant on that there because I did an awsome interview "they saw my power aint no way they gonna dog me this year!"....back to the craziness...went to hyde park, got on the wrong train and wound up in kings cross after dark where the hookers were out in full force and the safest place looked lik either a strip club or a cabbie...should picked the strip club for the price that cabbie charged me for a hug...er i mean ride...yeah ride thats it...wrote new scenes for the movie...man I find it hillarious but then again I find everything hillarious becuse I am a simpleton, apparently crash one for best picture..I thought it was a good movie but no movie that has sandra bullock in a serious role and ludacris in any role should have an acctual chance at winning....ok well I should get going cause its plus 30 at like 9 30 at night on a monday and I here 6 dollar jugs calling me...no not the strip club for me I have a date with the cab driver...and by cab driver I mean a pitcher of beer with some blokes for denmark!
Peace y'all
"we are caught in the death of snow and the safest place is home" -barely survived by J-tran red panda

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Dearest Adam,
Sounds like you are having a gnarly time out there. I am pretty jelous that you live in a van and are in Australia...You will have to tell me the hot spots to hit while I go exploring next year. Anyway man, have a safe trip and don't do anything (cabbies) that I wouldn't do
-graham Welch

March 6, 2006 at 8:20 p.m.

 

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