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gurm.. i hate this bloggy blog blog..
but i guess I'll babble a tad.
seeing how in the last 14day I've had 20 message not responded to on myspace, so no one to write back to..
just got back from heading out of town, whet out to a place called 2nd home. in a tiny village of 14 family's thers a monk who speaks English and you can viset him and help him work on his property and learn about local plants, mud brick building ect. ok, sounds cool, a fucking ass twisty 5 nauseous hours getting thrown about in the back of a pick up with tons of boxes and house wife's and puking children. we get to a beautiful temple on a beautiful hill on a valley, on the other side is some low mud huts to sleep in, and i small living space.. and about 12 obnoxious khosarn road travel hippie kids.
bitching and playing the worlds worse crappy music on the guitar, and bickering and generally acting like people under 20 do. hell.
pure fucking hell, the bit of work i got to do out there was nice, i helped a local farmer plant some of a peanut crop, but in reality the people out there were helping no one, the villagers humored everyone by letting us "help" but i have the feeling they probably would have gotten it done faster with out us there.
after that i helped on very nice, well meaning goober with a compost project that he had been working on, i guess he had been at it for about a week and had about 3 sticks cut. in an hour I helped him get it planed out, 1/2 built and on secured foundation (I still give it a 90% chance of falling off the side of the hill.)
we were invited to a mediation at night, but i left once 1/2 of them were asleep on the floor with there feet pointing a the buda image.
hell.
and really I've realized why Israeli people travel, to make the French look like less of dush bags.
i'm going to try and go buy a GPS unit and go on a few day motorcycle ride..
anything else, well, my foot still feels broken, it's been about a month of trying it ignore it. I finlay when to a Doctor, i thought the fact that it now snaps every time i step is probably a bad sign... we'll that was useless.. they told me the same thing every Doctor has ever told me every time i've gone to one about an injury, "take some ibuprofen and come back again if it doesn't get better" fantastic.
well, ok, guess i'm a bit pissy, it's hot.. bla.

well, at least i don't have some fuck-tard singing anymore 4 non blonds over and over and over....