my bags packed, my feet besocked, i find myself with time to murder....what better way to fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way than to blog it to the world...
like the fat kid in dodge ball, i am outta here...done...and although i may look back fondly and remenisce from time to time, i will not miss it outright...me and this country have gotten enough out of each other, it's time we see other people...we've had a good run, but all things, good and bad, must come to an end...
the next time i write a blog entry, i will be in the states....i may write something about a movie star named Tori Adore, who brings joy to the world with her magical breasts, that inspire men and women to break out of thier hum drum lives and achieve greatness in various fields, ranging from nanotechnology to the nascent job market of international truck wrestling...but that shall have to wait...
now i must be off to squeeze myelf into a long metal tube that weighs a few tons yet manages to give the finger to gravity for about 12 hours in a row, and we forget how that is almost magic, and just think about the crappy food foisted upon us......seriously, flight, television, all that crap, still amazes me if i think about it....
i am happy and looking forward to whatever new crap sneaks up and cracks me on the back of the head...perhaps i will find whatever the hell i am looking for.....
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