On blogging…

So after a totally dramatic and unexpected change of plans, I was originally going to stop blogging, to go off the radar for a while, and keep my life to myself like a pissed off 5 year old who, after being told to share his favorite toy, smashes it to pieces instead. But in all honesty, that’s fucking retarded. Not letting people know where you are in this world punishes no one, and only hurts the ones I love. Besides, in reading through all of last years’ posts about me and Peter stepping in dog shit, being mean to Andre, or learning what it’s like to be an expat in a foreign land, I’ve decided I hardly wrote enough at all. Plus, I love to write! It’s like therapy without the weirdo asking you about your dad. So instead of pulling out, I’ve decided to go balls deep with no condom. These years of travel are short and I never want to forget what a punk ass retard I can be at times. In honesty, the adventure for me and Petes is just really starting!!!!