Wallop and Whizz and his Bottle of Fizz.

So today was fair crazy.
Fair crazy indeed.

I pretty much broke everything a few days ago, and when I say everything, I mean everything. I broke my camera, my spare camera and my laptop and I’m fair pissed off about the lot of it. It’s gonna cost me around $2,000 to fix.

But today, I got a new laptop. And it’s expensive, but great I guess. Fair impressed with it. But now I’m all in debt and the such and eh.

But on the way out today, Me and mum picked up this lost jack russell in the middle of fucking Derrimutt Road, and started door knocking and all that.

Poor little thing had like, epic surgery stitches across it’s neck, and it had definitely been out all night, it was covered in dirt and smelled epic bad. But we kept looking around, and asking all the neighbours…Til we didn’t know what to do and took him to the vet.

Anywho, Point of the story is, they kept him and looked after him and within half an hour, he’d been picked up and Max was on his way home :)

It’s a pretty good feeling helping something out I guess, Even if it was just a smelly old dog. I’d expect someone to do that for fly.

I really should upload all the photos from roventure but fuck, facebook is slow and frustrating. So tomorrow. I’ll devote time to it and all.

For now, night world. TilI get my camera working, or a new one, I’ll just post old pictures with my posts.

 

I miss you camera.