I turn the big 21 on Saturday. My abstinence from fermented beverages officially comes to an end on the 25th of June. No idea whats goin on yet. I wanna do some camping or somethin but I'm not too worried about it. Just as long as there's beer and no work.
Work is the bane of my existence. I hate jobs where they expect you to earn your pay. This is the age of overpaying people for little to no actual work. I go in everyday at 8 in the morning and work non stop until 4:30. Then I come home and pass out because I'm so exhausted. The other day I was hauling mulch up our hill in 5 gallon buckets so I decided to start counting how many gallons of mulch I was moving. The total count at the end of the day was 360 gallons. 360 gallons....and that was just one day. Rediculous.
...Alright so I just got off the phone with Jony and it looks like we're gonna camp saturday night out at Brookville or East Fork. So get there.
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