What my iPod makes me wanna do every morning on the subway. ^
So I’m sorry about that last blog. I really haven’t had too many memories that stick to my brain but this time I’ll try to dish out as much as I can scrape off my brain. OMG I really gotta piss, brb……
K, I’m back. Ok so what you may not know if I haven’t talked to you on facebook recently is that I been taking pictures for the local Camden Pub Crawl. It’s pretty sick, they pay me a bit (which inevitably gets spent on drinks) to take pictures with my Canon T1i (for all those of you who know cameras (yeah it’s not a f***in Mark III but calm the f*** down you -)) and I don’t have to pay for cover charge either. Last Saturday the only pounds to come out of my pocket was for a fish burger at the local….idk food place (
might be Al-Qaeda linked, but that’d be racist, so this whole parenthesis is off the record). ANYWAYS, yeah, I been meeting a lot of people on those crawls. I have to say my drinking tolerance has built up quite a bit from these, maybe it’s my food preparation I take before each crawl, or all the walking we do but 8 shots and 4 pints isn’t that intoxicating anymore. But before I sound like some frat boy braggin about non-life-applicable drinking tolerance, I better get back to where I am.
London. Is awesome. Ok yeah I haven’t done that much exploring outside of work and Camden, but just something about this place (and Europe in general) is so……chill. Idk, the lifestyle is very stress free. Maybe it’s cuz I’m on kind-of-vacation, but I could definitely live here. Beats the hell out of Arizona. Don’t worry, I’m talkin bout the state and it’s shitty ass location in the middle of noshitwhere, not my peeps livin there! The downside is definitely not havin my much missed Tukee-Tempe-Tucson partiers. If I could take my people and party across Europe we could all crash on the plane back, and I would die a happy college student (yeah it’s a little morbid but really you’re gonna forget about it within 30 min. So calm down dammit). It’ll probably have to do with that fish burger shop (
sorry, I had to say it, it was too good to pass up. OFF RECORD of course!).
How bout these Republicans and Obama tryin to come up with budget cuts?….Don’t care? Yeah neither do I. K maybe I do. Enough to bring it up. But not enough to continue.
K. I know this blog is about my vacation and so far all I’ve done is made myself a target for NSA. But I really can not think of anything else to share. My weekdays really just consist of, wake up, intern, facebook, bitch at Blizzard to unban my World of Warcraft account (yes, I am in London and dealing with Blizzard customer support (DON’T JUDGE ME LADIES!! A MAN NEEDS SOME ALTERNATE REALITY EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE!!!)) go to sleep. Then I repeat it all the next day. Until the weekend where I snap pictures of drunk people. Check my facebook wall to see them (if you don’t how to see it well then I don’t know how the f*** you’re reading this blog right now….unless…..you’re NSA! I SWEAR TO GOD I DIDN’T SAY SHIT!!)
End of transmission……..bom bom bow bow bududum bom bow bow.
Guess the song and I swear to Corn Flakes I’ll give you my box of Corn Flakes (which really does mean a lot to me) Not the song above, talkin about the bom bom bow bow.