I have some vana (sea urchin spines) still stuck in my feet, those little fuckers are hard to get out with a knife, I need some tiny tweesers.
So I'm starting to realize that I should start looking for another job. Maybe surfing everyday isn't going to make money magicaly appear in my bank account like I was hoping. But its just so nice, to be back home, not dealing with any heavy shit, able to surf, read, skate around, lay around, I should get paid for my impecable chilling ability alone.
So I'm starting to realize that I should start looking for another job. Maybe surfing everyday isn't going to make money magicaly appear in my bank account like I was hoping. But its just so nice, to be back home, not dealing with any heavy shit, able to surf, read, skate around, lay around, I should get paid for my impecable chilling ability alone.
Ahh the time of unemployement. Allow me to live my life as though I am a rich bastard. Its ok to dream? Depleating funds rapidly
ahh, another week and a half in NYC then back home to california, I'm starting to miss it, This city is fucking great, I could live here for a year but the winter would be hard to deal with, I'm ready for the ocean
