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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