Bulletin Board of Bad Behavior

I am in Dublin. In the best Internet cafe in the world. 18 inch LCD monitors and lightning fast connection. Not here 24 hours but I already had 10 pints of Guinness and two Irish breakfasts.

Last night went to a indie club night called Screamadelica that was good. No pills. Also saw a docufilm called Biggie & Tupac which totally kicked ass at a film festival. Today I am going to see Tape. Tomorrow is the Witnness festival. Sunday the Guinness factory. Ireland is chill. Gotta rustle me up some pills for the Old Skool Friday club night at Red Box. Any help would be appreciated.

Tape is a great movie. See it. Uma Thurman is amazing.

Well it was a weekend for long walks and Guinness and reading in the park and chemical clubbing in medieval forts, temporary friends, and more music festivals. In 4 days Chris and I saw three movies, read two books each, and probably had a pint in every pub in downtown Dublin.

Probably worthy of a story but I am getting sick and don't have the energy. Writing gives me energy but editing takes it back and then some. I don't see how I'm gonna face the plane ride. I am inexorably covered in mud and hungover and sick with a sore throat.

The best thing about getting back to London will be getting back to Ingrid and my stash of sticky icky green buds waiting for me. I think she is expecting a ring but I am too chicken shit so I bought her a giant bottle of Bailey's instead.

Also, it looks like I will be back in Seattle on October 1st for at least a year. ARRGGHH!

Get married, move to Stocholm and eat fish guts, we don't want you. Shit of course I'm joking. Went to the courthouse in Milwaukee and they can now finally re-issue my passport. The government here is fucked up man, don't come back.

Yeah well I can't live in London. Its the worst fucking weather imaginable. Makes Seattle seem hot and sunny. Jesus today was the first tanning day so far of the year! I took advantage of it well. We went to a local park with a mate of Linda's from Stockholm named Daniel. These Swedes names are Linda and Daniel. They assure me these are Swedish names. Anyway, Daniel is music journalist from Stockholm on a summer trip to London and Sardinia with his girl. I would love to go to Sardinia and my friends always convince me to go to places even colder than London like Edinburgh and Dublin. WTF? This is last English speaking country I want to live in. Except for the merry old USA. Yeah my smelly ass is most likley gonna be in Seattle unless I get a job that pays big money over here. Can't wait to see you it will be the best part of the bargain.

I recommend that wherever you live, you ride a bicycle wherever you go.