Stay in one town and do a job that he is experienced in?
Work abroad, learn the lingo, live each day not knowing when your next meal will be and where you will be sleeping next yeah I would say it takes some courage.
Stay in one town and do a job that he is experienced in?
Exactly why I want to continue posting here as I go alongside my blog. Feedback. All the comments on my blog are just praise
I don't claim to be a writer, or artist of any note, just make a living from it in my lifetime is all I want.
But, anyway Riklet, what is your life about that makes you think you can LOL at anyone else with outdated cynicism? Are you cool, or summat? You could try reading some of my blog and then LOL'ing at that. Tosser
Aye ok, it was a somewhat snide and bitchy comment, although it was said in jest... I take it back though. It does sound like you're having some good times, and despite your egoistic rambling (definitely not taking that back) you're very entertaining to read at points, and you convey things quite interestingly. I'll give your blog a read if you link me to it. I might be a bit cynical, but the lols aren't in a sneery way, if anything I would say I agree with Greebo in feeling occasional concern with your slightly chaotic lifestyle (mainly due to lack of structure and heavy drinking) although I don't mean to be preachy.
I really don't mean to imply my life is better than yours or anything, (although my photography skillz are ) and I have to say I don't lol that much at your threads/posts, instead, this place being a community and all, and it's hard not to feel a bit of concern when you see the same patterns repeating themselves in your life etc. Take care.
Day 89. Still in Granada. And summer cometh. Get the fuck out.
You're a rent boy?Someone here thinks they can do what I do for cash. I haven't told anyone how you actually make money from this. A clue: it's not what you make on the street, it's who you meet on the streets.
You're a rent boy?
Semana Santa Two years ago I totally lost the plot. I don't like it here during Holy Week. I completed a 10 Meter x 3 Meter sketch of Jesus on the cross with an erection being sucked off by Three angels in the middle of Plaza Nueva in front of Iglesia Santa Ana. I'm not proud. I walked around town paranoid as fuck for days unable to look anyone in the eye. I don't want it to happen again.
Anyway...
Cafe bar Esmeralda. I'm a bit mashed TBH. It's only 11!
I just gave beautiful 'N' a hand written friendship letter Acid free paper, pigment marker pen. A proper artefact She will will enjoy it.
Dammit. I like her too much.
Anyway...
I will be walking towards Estonia from Monday
Day 89. Still in Granada. And summer cometh. Get the fuck out.
Why pretend to be a down and out artist when you clearly have plenty of money?
I'm on a brand new bus with WiFi. How cool is that? Bussing around Spain with WiFi.
I didn't quite make the bus station yesterday I currently have that unshowered smell of the morning after.
Pleasant perfume coupled with stale sweat, latex, and, well, quite frankly - gon off seamen. Pity the poor
person in seat number 3!
It's raining.
LOL what happened to the sailors that they have 'gon off'?
Wobbly bus WiFi!
I mat be a bit not sober also