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[Link] | Wow... 2 whole months without a single update. That's a stint, even for me. so what have I been up to? Nothing good. But plenty of fun. And for those that actually did read my last entry, NO! I'm not gone, or back from being gone. The wonderous jobs of Alaska are slowed greatly by stupid shit like... having to deal with political half-assedness from across the US. I'm in the hands of Washington DC for a long overdue background check before I can MAKE MONEY!!
"Money, get away
Get a good job with more pay and your O.K.
Money it's a gas
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think I'll buy me a football team
Money get back
I'm all right Jack keep your hands off my stack.
Money it's a hit
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit
I'm in the hi-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet
Money it's a crime
Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie
Money so they say
Is the root of all evil today
But if you ask for a rise it's no surprise that they're
giving none away..."
Ahem. So not yet, but I will be in the gone, soon enough.
YESTERDAY WAS A BLAST! Independance day... the right way.
I didn't get drunk. I didn't get burned. Badly. But I managed to make one helluva fun day out of it. It all started with me picking up a few friends, and hauling ass over to my dad's house. With his yard being under construction it gave us opportunity to use a few machines to create a playland for bicycles. Huge jumps, sketchy landings... and all the means to hurt ourselves. And of course I'M the ONLY one to get wasted. It's because everyone else has that thing holding them back. Fear. Multiple crashes for me, but the best was overshooting a 10 foot step down that I bult. Dropping about 14 feet to a faceplant where the handlebars of the bike slammed into my solarplexes. That was the first time I've ever REALLY had the breath knocked outta me. It took over a minute to even sort of breathe.
And just about that time, my older sister shows up with a trailer full of rented 4-wheelers. So for the second half of the day we all barbiqued and rode around through trails, wrecking into each other and being crazy. Then it finally started getting dark...er around 2 am so we all headed out to a gravel pit with about $2,000 worth of fireworks. From there we basically broke every Warning or Caution on the packages. Roman candle wars. Lighting mortar rounds without the tube, so they blow up at our feet. But the best fun was when we all got impatient, and started tying multiple packs together. Or Rolling multiple shot barrels out, and watching them fire in every direction. And the only burns sustained were from fuses and trying to reach into fountain style fireworks to light no-go's.
...I never thought I could have so much fun without a dirt-bike, or without being drunk.
Now I have an hour until another day starts... and I have to get some sleep. I've already slacked away from work for one day.
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