Here I sit, in my own chair once again

[saxaphool]

Ahhhhhhhhh

So, back in London, a Civilian once more! I took a good 20 minutes last night to pull the old Canadian Forces Cock outta my ass, and DAAAAAAAM did it feel great! No more army for 8 months, woohoo!! Unless I join the London Unit, 22 Service, which I really cant see happening, as they suck balls.

What a summer . . . best of my life, without question. So many amazing friends were had, so many amazing times were had with said amazing friends. In one word blurbs, here's the summer;

Examed
Trained
Scared
Yelled
Ran
Push-upped
Sit-upped
Shacked
Jacked-up
Jacked-up
Jacked-up
Rifled
Cleaned
Aimed
Fired
Taught
Learned
Phoned
Graduated
Carleton
Moved
Drank
Drank
Drank
Drank
Ran
SAXOPHONED!!!!!!!!
rehearsed
reherased
rehearsed
performed
Mounted
Guarded
Paraded
Marched
Played
Cheered
Trooped
Biked
Ran
Cried
Cuddled
Broken
Sad
Called
Angry
Visited
Confused
Relieved
Happy
Estatic
Fortissmo
Chariots of Fire
Friended
Friended
Friended
Drank
Partied
Goodbyes
Traveling
Bad Food
Good Times
Good Friends
Good to be Home

Any Questions??? Good, talk to me and I'll tell you in detai, it truly was an incredible summer, and wouldn't trade it for the world!!

lates