Dag

So I'd like to apologize for the complete lack of blogs the past couple months. I'll get rolling once I'm in Seattle tomorrow. I'm basically packed: four boxes, three bins, and two suitcases = all the things belonging to me that I can afford to have with me, plus a snowboard and golf bag of clubs to come at a later date. It's refreshing to know that if I forget something or want to impress my sexy roommate Brennan with something from home, I can come grab it in a week.

Speaking of Brennan, I'm convinced I'm going to be super disappointed with him. He's just been so hyped up with all my friends. Basically, its at the point where if he's not an incredibly flaming Mexican immigrant or an insanely homophobic redneck, it'll be disappointing.

There are a couple long, semi-serious blogs in me right now, but it's not 3 in the morning, so I'll save them for later.

Dave from Burnaby

War new Sigur Ros, war new Coheed and Cambria, war new girlfriend, war new Dolphins Coach Nick Saban.

Alright, I'm back from the dead to end the run of cheesy posts. They trippin'. People come, people go; life is living. I'll be back when I'm less lazy to give you something substantial.
Werd out.