What goes up must come down.
We came down to the old OC on Friday night. Dawe took us bowling at Finnigan's and I got my first ever turkey. Bowled til 3 AM.
Saturday was one of the best days in recent memory. There were a bunch of geocaches that popped up in Toms River and Brick in my absence, many of which were in parks I used to go to when I was little. First up was Deer Hollow, a park I used to bike to when I lived off Vaughn. Sadly, there's still next to nothing there; it's mostly just open space. That's nice and all, but what are the kids supposed to play on?
Next up was Skyview. I used to play football there my freshman year. My first really big crush was started there as well. In my senior year, my obsession at the time and I skipped class and went to Skyview to go on the seesaw. Now, they've ripped up all the playground stuff and replaced it all with benches. Why?
2 caches were hidden off Maine Street in Silverton; I lived down the road for 4 years. After getting the caches, I passed by my old house. It looks a lot nicer now; I'm glad the current owner took better care of it than my family did.
I discovered a park in Brick that I didn't even know existed. That's why I love caching; it takes you to all sorts of places you had no idea about, sometimes even in your own town.
Sunday was a fun romp in the Pines. First, I found some substantial ruins off Mt. Misery Road; still trying to find out just what they were. Then we headed back to Buckingham for some high quality photos for my next potential book. There was a fire there not too long ago, hopefully a controlled burning. After that we headed to Annie's family's, where I proceeded to destroy her cousins in Brawl.
Great weekend. Found a new place, got photos of another, found 7 caches, and revisted my childhood.
Too bad reality fucked me in the ass this morning when I opened up my email and found out my job contract's been canceled. That position I applied for back in, I don't know, November was it? Not only was it filled, but they're kicking my temp ass out; my last day is Friday. So much for promising me at least 6 months of work. I could say more about it but what's the point.
At this point I really think I just want to move back to NJ. Not back to the Toms River area though. I should've looked more thoroughly in the Cumberland/Salem/Camden area before I wasted this past year of my life on mortgages, lawsuits, and risking my credit.
Saturday was one of the best days in recent memory. There were a bunch of geocaches that popped up in Toms River and Brick in my absence, many of which were in parks I used to go to when I was little. First up was Deer Hollow, a park I used to bike to when I lived off Vaughn. Sadly, there's still next to nothing there; it's mostly just open space. That's nice and all, but what are the kids supposed to play on?
Next up was Skyview. I used to play football there my freshman year. My first really big crush was started there as well. In my senior year, my obsession at the time and I skipped class and went to Skyview to go on the seesaw. Now, they've ripped up all the playground stuff and replaced it all with benches. Why?
2 caches were hidden off Maine Street in Silverton; I lived down the road for 4 years. After getting the caches, I passed by my old house. It looks a lot nicer now; I'm glad the current owner took better care of it than my family did.
I discovered a park in Brick that I didn't even know existed. That's why I love caching; it takes you to all sorts of places you had no idea about, sometimes even in your own town.
Sunday was a fun romp in the Pines. First, I found some substantial ruins off Mt. Misery Road; still trying to find out just what they were. Then we headed back to Buckingham for some high quality photos for my next potential book. There was a fire there not too long ago, hopefully a controlled burning. After that we headed to Annie's family's, where I proceeded to destroy her cousins in Brawl.
Great weekend. Found a new place, got photos of another, found 7 caches, and revisted my childhood.
Too bad reality fucked me in the ass this morning when I opened up my email and found out my job contract's been canceled. That position I applied for back in, I don't know, November was it? Not only was it filled, but they're kicking my temp ass out; my last day is Friday. So much for promising me at least 6 months of work. I could say more about it but what's the point.
At this point I really think I just want to move back to NJ. Not back to the Toms River area though. I should've looked more thoroughly in the Cumberland/Salem/Camden area before I wasted this past year of my life on mortgages, lawsuits, and risking my credit.