apparently i nearly blew up my hand last night, this was either before or after i was tackled into a hottub, it is really funny to have to drive home wearing only boxers and sneakers because everything else is soaking wet, my phone does still work which suprises me. it would appear that anytime harper is in nyc, i end up covered in pain. sorry to anyone i was an asshole to, i imagine there are quite a few. i want to be in europe now, i want to move away again, damn the desire to gain financial stability, if only national geographic would ring me up and send me out, thats where i want to be, here i fell as though im contained in a bubble (what an original metaphor) from here on out anything less than 3 countries a year is a failure.