So much to say, so much to do...
Okay, let's start off by saying that I have already written the good shit over here, so if you want scintillating thoughts go that way. Pay attention to the tags.
What I will say here is that I have not slept in about seven days (and it seems like it might become a nice round eight tonight), so today I went on a ten mile jaunt along the costal path, which is not really a path. More of a sheep track. And the sheep would be very skinny sheep, probably.
And it is going up and down mountains and cliffs and the like.
And it is goddamned gorgeous. I will, of course, provide photos as soon as I harass the girl downstairs for copies of the pictures she took (I, being a clever boy with his shit totally together, forgot my fucking camera). But I will totally put some pictures of the trip up as soon as I can.
So watch for that, I guess. I am going to go do battle with the bed in a bit here, so we'll cut this short. I'm about to be cripplingly poor and I'm also probably going to go insane from lack of sleep. But I still love it out here. That says it all, really.
What I will say here is that I have not slept in about seven days (and it seems like it might become a nice round eight tonight), so today I went on a ten mile jaunt along the costal path, which is not really a path. More of a sheep track. And the sheep would be very skinny sheep, probably.
And it is going up and down mountains and cliffs and the like.
And it is goddamned gorgeous. I will, of course, provide photos as soon as I harass the girl downstairs for copies of the pictures she took (I, being a clever boy with his shit totally together, forgot my fucking camera). But I will totally put some pictures of the trip up as soon as I can.
So watch for that, I guess. I am going to go do battle with the bed in a bit here, so we'll cut this short. I'm about to be cripplingly poor and I'm also probably going to go insane from lack of sleep. But I still love it out here. That says it all, really.