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So uh. Saturday I went snowboarding. That was fun, I beat up on John Laude a lot because I'm a cranky old man. We had the best instructer ever. His name was Bob, and he was a scuba diving instructer. And in his immortal words about teaching: "I'm not here for the money, I'm here for the fuckin' kids, man." He was missing many a tooth. He makes $100 an hour scuba diving. he didn't go to college. The American dream right there. We also saw someone absolutely BAWLING coming back down the chairlift. I know it's terrible but I was laughing so hard.
Research papers blow.
Life blows.
Boo hoo emo emo emo.
I'm most stressed out about photography right now actually, since I have way too much to do for it. Oh well, I'll get it done.
*Insert something deep and thoughtful here*
Research papers blow.
Life blows.
Boo hoo emo emo emo.
I'm most stressed out about photography right now actually, since I have way too much to do for it. Oh well, I'll get it done.
*Insert something deep and thoughtful here*