Showing posts with label Camping. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Camping. Show all posts
Confessions of a Teenage YSARian
"Every day you make progress. Every step may be fruitful. Yet, there will stretch out before you an ever-lengthening, ever ascending, ever improving path. You know you will never get to the end of the journey. But this, so far from discouraging, only adds to the joy and glory of the climb."
~ Winston Churchill
Welcome back! I won't apologise for the wait, because now you get a post or two of epic proportions, documenting my hijinks from the point where real life hijacked me from the internet, right up 'til today. Now, a full two weeks have passed, so I know you're probably shaking in your seats – don't be embarrassed, everyone gets withdrawals –
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| Some more than others. |
and in light of that, this post is a full and unbiased account of my adventures during the time we've been so cruelly parted.
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| You can't handle the analogue life! |
Attack of the Zombiemobile
“One must be poor to know the luxury of giving!”
~ George Eliot
So, I moved today. As an only child, my family has a fairly interesting dynamic – I squawble with my parents like siblings, except there can be no muttered swearing, no physical attacks (anything psychological is fair game), and no convenient threats of the ultimate one-upmanship: “I'm telling Mum!”
What's really sad is the eerie, too-common sense that I'm the older one.
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