Miss me?

The parents took us away for a weekend of fishing and no technology...
But I'll catch up, promise.

Anyway. I was fishing last night, whilst making notes on my legs.
The first one started off rather sane:
"The fish aren't biting and the wind is getting cold
I can hardly see what I'm writing.
Stupid squid."

and ended up being...
"I'm a simple fisherman living on the wharf
But sometines my job is the hardest
The fish aren't biting and it's starting to snow.
Oh shit."

Which was rather not sane because I live in a continent that never snows.

Anyway. That's all for now.

Blade.