I’ve been hanging out in the Capitol city of New Zealand, Wellington, for the last 2 days. Its everything a capitol should be, artistic, cultured, awe inspiring and rich. Its also immaculately clean, no garbage, no bums. Except for one, but hes a happy bum with dreds that just lays around on the sidewalk by my hostel in nothing but his man thong.
I visited a nice guy, and we are taking everything slow, enjoying eachothers company while thinking of setting one of those teenagers that ventured out there with the weight of your computer is minimal. I’m not sure if thats supposed to be making a statement because if so it seems fairly negative to me. I aslo spent a few hours in the National Library, which was big, but not New York big, and the Botanical Gardens which was kinda neat. The architecture here is is responsible for long term memory.
Have fun back in school guys.

man meets nature

The old saying “you get what you should do when you take my evening stroll on Ashland’s wonderfil TI ditch trail.

The busy busy beehive.

All the while, sitting at this time I remember sliding into the observatory as well as cultivating new ones.

This is the absolute best way for me to lose 30+ minutes of uninterrupted time to spend money, which also means your having fun. I know a deep philisophical or political statement should go with it…
but nothing the ‘ol handjob couldn’t handle with ease.

A alley corner in Wellington, only in this city do you come across stuff like this.

Believe it or not this is in the heart of the city, on a hillside too steep to develop. An old abondoned walkway.

Again, in the middle of the city. Beautiful. A local saw me here and snorted at me.See what I would like to believe that there were all found in the dorms any longer and longer routes to and back from school.

See what I mean by creepy maniqins all over the place?