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Sidenote:
I aspire to be a photographer, so... Surprise! There will be a copious amount of photos on here that I draw inspiration from with dashes of random musings thrown in. My blog changes like the wind; there is absolutely no consistency with the exception of hockey and snowboarding haha so I'm not that interesting of a blogger.
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I used to think the world was broken down by tribes,’ I said. ‘By Black and White. By Indian and White. But I know this isn’t true. The world is only broken into two tribes: the people who are assholes and the people who are not.

— Sherman Alexie

On a happy note:
Today I finally got my moose tracks ice cream and I had just finished when I saw this man walk over to a rock to eat his ice cream with his ST. BERNARD.

I went completely apeshit on my little rock, I was talking to my friend squirming and saying “I need. To pat. The dog.” but then a bunch of little kids went over and I got really upset because well, I mean I don’t want to be that dick to see the pup and not let the kids, but lets be real here, I was way more excited. So I was like fuck all of ya’ll, you’re afraid because he’s big but I am not because I want a St. Bernard so bad.

So I tromped over and said, “HELLO SIR, MAY I PLEASE PAT YOUR PUP.” and he said of course, so I whistled to Einekin, because that was his name, and I scratched his head and he sniffed my face and then I scratched his bum and he went to lick me but refrained because he knew that his lick would be slobbery so he drooled on my arm instead and wagged his tail and I said goodbye to him and thanked his owner and grinned like an idiot for 5 minutes after.

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View from the Heights tonight. (Taken with instagram)

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