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certifiiiiiiied.
So, it's been a while. I've been crazy busy. I'm swamped in freelance work (which is awesome...if i ever get the damn checks in the mail), 18 year old rich hot ponte vedra girls have been actively pursuing me (and i haven't been necessarily beating them off...shame on me?), and frankly it's been way to nice outside to be sitting in here typing on a computer. But since I'm forced to at work, i might as well throw up a blurty entry.
The real topic of this journal, aside from the hot pv chicks (although i'm sure you'd much rather have the juicy details on that...but i'm a gentleman....or just keeping my rep up..;) ) is that this weekend I got certified for my motorcycle license. Now, this may not seem like a huge event, but here's the twist...I learned to ride in Tropical Storm Arlene. That's right. we ride rain or shine, and let me tell you there was very little of the latter and a whole heap of the former. So, 7-4 saturday and 7-4 sunday was a heck of a lot of torture, but now I definately feel more capable on my motobike, and recommend the class to anyone (destpite the fact that it's on the other side of the city, and kills your whole weekend).
In other news, there was surf yesterday. i broke my board. that sucks. now i'm waiting on the aforementioned freelance checks to come in so i can buy a new one...grrr....
ok, stay tuned for news from monaco....(what?).....(just stay tuned).....
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