You know those friends you have that you just couldn't live without?
The ones that are always there for you no matter what?
They get you through your day without a fuss?
And you just don't know how you'd get through all the mundane shite without them?
This post is about someone very special to me.
Traveling through Australia... and life, I guess... WITHOUT using the word "journey". I hate frigin "journeys".
WARNING: If you're not into foul language, terrible spelling and grammar, or a considerable amount of blaspheming, LOOK AWAY!
Friday, 23 March 2012
Sunday, 18 March 2012
Sunday Bloody Sunday.
The Sparky went away camping & fishing this weekend for his mates birthday, which is good considering the weather has been awesome for fish. He goes away every now & then, usually in the dry season but not exclusively. Its not all that fair, given that his weekends can be anywhere from 2-4 days long, but our general rule is that he's free to get out of town during the Dry Season when the Cape is more accessible, & I'm free to go to the pub during Wet Season when the humidity sucks balls.
I'm good with this.
My hair is not.
I'm good with this.
My hair is not.
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