So after 19 hours of travel I have arrived in Singapore. This place is insanely clean. I would probably eat my dinner off the bathroom floor while having violent diarrhea. No joke. One more flight to Padang and onto the boat. There should be waves the first week so expect some updates if I ever get a signal.
So I woke up this morning smelling bacon and eggs. As I open my door the first thing I see is this dirty hippy looking kid sitting on my couch. It turned out to be wes and he looked like he needed a sponge bath....stoked to see the kid again.
So for the past five years I have been pooping in the same bathroom between the same two rooms. Last week our landlord thought it would be a stellar idea to remodel it. My house is now covered in dust from a house that was made in 1928, and I am pretty sure it is going to give me tuberculous. Not to mention the thousands of dollars in equipment we have at our house.
I walk every morning to my other room mates bathrooms to drop the Cosbeys off at the pool only to be let down cause someone is already using the toilet. Only one kid could sympathize with my situation, and that is the poo kid. So here's to you poo kid, our jokes about pooping will never be the same again, good times my frend, good times...
My mates and I have an art show next week...bust out them v necks and wayfarer sunglasses and lets have a good old time. 30% of the proceeds go to keep a breast, so come out and support your favorite pair of tits!

So I just got hired to shoot a group of Oside loc's in Indo for two weeks. I am pumped beyond belief. It is going to be an insane trip, especially because we will be on this boat.