Friday, July 17, 2009

I reached my limit.

Don't get me wrong, I enjoy the open road... but four straight long-ass days of mile after mile after mile on the plains and prairies really wears on a guy. Sleeping in my own bed (and sleeping-in) was a gigantic treat.

If you know me, and you probably do, I'll post the more relevant pictures on everyone's favourite social networking site. But for now, I have to address the fact that my fridge is currently stocked with about 3 beers, a jar of mustard, and something in Tupperware which may or may not have evolved into a fully sentient being by now.

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