ok, ok, sick joke. i know it. but just imagine what pictures i could have put with it and realise my restraint.
it's all fucked, hey.
i'm gonna go on a tangent here.. again, indulge me. i know, you're thinking 'so fucking what?'. i know this because even my gf has admitted to doing that at certain bollocks blogs, and well, it doesn't get more rock bottom than my inspired bullshit. but anyways. RBB is checking out. again. you know, you love it, you've been with me half way back from around the world. you do you do you do. and now i have just over a month before i start The Job. I am not a shelfstacker, i am not a shelfstacker, i am not a shelfstacker. hmmm... methinks RBB doth protest too much. bollocks.
ah fuck it, people, who's coming on holiday? I wanna go next week, and i don't really give a toss where. ok, so ideally i wanna come back to Sydney, but it'll just hurt too much right now. so up for grabs are Mozambique, Mexico and... Melksham? nah, maybe scrub that last one. but you get my point. i wanna go away and in some inexplicable break from tradition, i am on the hunt for a travel buddy. but then, maybe i'll just go solo again if i can't persuade anyone in the next week. let me know..