Lol, then I can finally sit back and become a lazy disgusting fatass, like I've truly always wanted to be.

Turning in early tonight. Then it's off to the Central Coast Saturday for skydiving and some celebratory drinks afterwards.

I'm shitting out more than I've eaten. This means the law of physics that states matter can not be created is false

Came back from skydiving. Even with the overcast weather, that view was friggin' AMAZING. Jumpmaster was a pretty cool guy too, made sure all the equpiment was in tip-top shape. Talked to a few people in my group as well. These two guys almost got barred from going on the plane because they were talking so much about how trashed they had gotten the night before and one of the instructors heard them. Lucked out. Damn though, seriously legit shit, what falling from a plane at 15,000 feet will do to your psyche. Spent a few hours later sipping wine on the beach and eating seafood and canoli at a popular fish market once visited by Bobby Flay. If only the 3 hour drive back didn't burn me out so bad.