Forty Days and Forty Nights

Don't mess with the beast Mr. Hurricane. That means me too. Well, a fun-filled weekend and a sub-par 4:20. I think there is far too much hype for 4:20. Everyone has to go out and smoke an oz. of grass, lose consciousness and hang on for next year. The funnest part of my 4:20 was chillin in Kody's camper drinking beer. I've stopped smoking alot of pot. Sure I smoke a joint every once and awhile but I'm really trying to slow down.

Actually, all around I'm trying to slow down. There's so much more to life then people give it credit for. I know that sounds cliche but it really is true. So many people are so busy with everyday life, they don't slow down for a second and take it in. In the end, your only true actual possessions are your memories so try not to shade them with not so clear or rushed pictures.

Forty days, twenty hours, seven minutes and one second. I'll have ye olde license back then. I want to hit up the ocean and I have a friend in smithers so I'll probably head that way. I just can't wait to get out in the Prix. I don't know why but I find driving just an awsome way to fuck off and just think about stuff. It's real theriputic and I haven't been able to hit up old Dr. Road for a while. I would like to bring a couple of my friends for my first drive but at the same time, I wouldn't mind going alone. I'm just glad I don't have to wait until August now to do so. I've been doing better with it and now my only regret is not driving my big 'ol truck. I fucking love that thing.

Well, 6 million views and counting everyone! Till next time....

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This is the summer of George!!!

I'm a kid in a candy store, I'm a bull in a china shop. For the first time in months, there is a light at the end of the tunnel. I feel regenerated. I called ICBC today. This usually ends up tragic but not today. Because of the subject matter of the call, I'll spare details. All I can say is the I get my license back 2 months quicker. You have no idea what this means to me. I would personally like to thank Leslie. She'll never see this but she's good people.

Through this whole thing, I haven't had one person at ICBC that has helped me. I was seriously losing hope. My major issue here was the me, as just another peon, couldn't do anything about my situation. More than anything I felt trapped. ICBC makes it so hard to "appeal" their decision to take my licence, I ran out of time before I could even appeal. To appeal the decision, you have to bring it to the supreme court of B.C. Now, being 20, I have no previous experience in this. I had to fill out forms written mostly in Latin (corpus fuck-offus) and serve them to the superintendent of motor vehicles. I called ICBC to see what I had to do and they sent my to the court house and said they would know what to do. The court house told me nay nay. I had to go to the B.C drivers licencing center and they had the necessary forms. So when I got to the licencing center, they told me I had to go to the access center in another building. Well you can imagine my surprise when they told me I had to go to ICBC. That was a huge fuck-around and I never did get to appeal it.

So now, being the summer of George, I have some major planning to do. ROAD TRIP 09!!! June 2nd, 2009. That's when I get my licence back and I seriously can't wait!

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Stew Much?

I'm smoking my bong. I thought I might mention that. So I guess I'd like to thank the 3 million people that apparently care about my life. I just went over almost all of the pictures I have in my computer. Usually, when one goes over pictures, it makes them smile and remember whatever they where taking a picture of. Going through my pictures made me feel like I just went through pictures of dead relatives. I'm not like all emo-suicidal or anything but I feel like after looking at them I have that pit in the bottom of my stomach.

Now, people who might not know me might be wondering the following: "Why the FUCK would someone feel so shitty after looking at his pictures?" Well, for those of you asking, I have a real shitty answer: Because. The pictures of my friends partying, those are great. Alot of my friends are ridiculous, and so am I, so those are always cool to look at. But it's the pictures with my work truck, my car and stuff that reminds me I can't drive (shit) that almost even pisses me off when I look at them. I know, I think it sounds stupid too. Telling this to someone I'm sure they would say "Naw, that's not stupid". Yea it is. I can't stop mentioning it and I don't know why and that's probably getting pretty annoying to anyone I know but even if no one listens, I do feel a little better so that works. Believe it or not, I don't want people feeling sorry for me. I have no idea why this thing has rattled me so much. I mean, I loved my job. I know that and I completely loved driving so maybe I should be rattled? I'm probably just a pussy. I can't even listen to the local radio because it reminds me of it. In my truck I used to listen to it all the time and now hearing it makes me think about it. Damn FM waves.

My buddy noticed the other day that I was having an off one. When he asked me what was wrong I told him it had been a long time since I've seen the ocean. Now he told me the obvious. Take a trip. I don't actually want to see the ocean. I had a hard time explaining it to him and I never truly did get my point across. I still can't bring it to words I guess.

Now, this is all like, depresso and stuff and I don't want anyone to get the wrong impression. I'm not a depression case. I'm still pretty happy and all that and not depressing to be around (most days). I just spend alot of time stewing about this. I just came to a fucking revelation however. I should stop stewing. I kinda hate that word. The mental picture it paints for me is some guy sitting in a chair in an empty room alone "stewing". Ha ha ha, I'm not that bad at all so maybe that isn't the right word.

August 6th, 2009. That's when I get my licence back. I seriously can't wait.

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