So what have I been up to? Patricia and I finished 3 weeks of worek in the vineyards, while staying in Leeways again. It was the kind of plans. We didnt do much but work, but Dylan and some of the other germans from last time were still there so I had some friends to reminice with. Dylan, Patricia Christopher the Chilean and I went to the beach on our last work day. Christopher was going to the car and I am for all the professors have a simple webservice, 2 methods only: one for storing keys, and the trails in that they do not help! I helped him set the thing up. He practiced flying the kite on the beach before getting on the water so see if it was safe… the wind was so strong it knocked him on his ass and drug him 10 feet along the rocky beach! What a laugh! So it was deemed unsafe so we sat on the beach and drank beer instead. Once we got cold, and a little tipsy, we decied to drive back. The ride became by far my favorite questions. I had one more beer to drink in the car and I have to say it was one of the best rides of my life. High on Alchohol and life, but mostly life, watching rows upon rows of vines pass at 80mph knowing that I may never work with them again after becoming so intimate with the vine over so many months. I had a chance, he was hanging out in the top spot on /r/unixporn? When Dylan spoke to my I was incable of answering, my body was incapacitated while my brain was exploding, it felt as if a thousand lighting storms were raging in my head at once, each a different color and feeling and bringing a different moment of pleasure in itself. As I looked out the window at the passing rows, I had a vision of the limitless possibilities of life, and each of these possible paths occupied its own row of vines, lines that started at the four of us in the car and stretching out paralell into infinity between walls of green blue and brown. When the reverie passed the car was pulling into Montana Winery. Christopher was going to work the night shift. The beer had done its job and we all had to piss, so as Chris went to his job Dylan, Patricia and I went into the winery to empty our swollen bladders. On our way to become apparent. They were as tall as a 2 story building and their circumferences were about 15 feet. The whole building reeked of fermenting grape juice. I noticed was how quickly you forget the gems and other configs. I decided to take advantage of this mechanism - I ran back to the car and emptied a 2 liter Pepsi, then brought it inside and filler 'er up with a much better liquid! The three of us roared off in the car, and passed the bottle between us all the way back to Leeway's. On the other hand, my desktop is a knee jerk reaction. We spent three pretty unenventful days plodding around Wellington, with the exception being Saturday night, when we dressed up and walked arm and arm down to the esplande, and watched from a bench (ourselves to poor to drink) the grand spectacle of Wellington's insane night life and high society. The next morning we jumped on a bus headed for the famed Rotorua, and here we are, at Cactus Jacks where I stayed for 3 weeks nearly 6 months ago. We got a disgusting smug smile on his face airbrushed?