So last week I decided to drive across the country just for the hell of it. My parents said they would buy me a plane ticket but i thought that traveling the 4500 or summin like that kilometers by myself in a ford ranger that guzzles gas would be fun. i went from whistler to edmonton, where i stayed from thursday night till monday morning at my girlfriends house. what a fun weekend, she took me to a busker festival called the fringe on Whyte Ave in Edmonton. After drinking alot of vodka and monster energy drinks i was charged and ready to have some, well alot of fun. I recall running around like a little kid and giving out free high fives i even had a sales pitch " Free high fives, im not askin a dollar im not askin a dime, they free and get em while they still in stock"!! i prolly gave out a thousand high fives, literally. Lindsey said the next time she takes me out in Edmonton, i have to wear a helmet and a retractable dog leash, this may have something to do with the fact i was takin off every 5 minutes and here and her friends were running around looking for me. the helmet, is for when i convince myself that i can do drunken backflips of a cement fence. ( they didnt work out as planned). So monday morning Up and Attem!! i drove from edmonton into dryden ontario in one day, a long 17 hours by myself. i passed out on the bench seat of my ranger and woke up to fogged up windows and the inside of my truck doubling as a sweat box. Start the engine and were off again. dryden to sudbury and another night in the sweat box!! wake up and drive another 5 hours and i am finally home or atleast at my dads business!! so i pulled in there at 12 pm and by 1pm my dad had me working, is this a vacation?? i guess only time will tell.
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