No, I was unable to find gaudy American attire to wear on 4 July! Gosh darn I sure tried though!
My American flatmate from Georgia - he's a full on bible preaching, gun touting, Obama hatin' Republican complete with accent - moved back to the states recently. I don't care where you are from, everyone gets on well with a drank in hand. Nonetheless, the flat is now a quieter place now that we're down one.
And what's a better way to celebrate going back to the States than an impromptu rock-climb session! Nothing like being sore the next day for your 18 hours in airport world.
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| Curt, Kane and their Missuses. |
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| I wouldn't trust the two of 'em a bit |
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| Competition: Guy love. |
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Don't worry y'all, even though we did celebrate with a night downtown I did manage to get Kane back home for his flight. No leaving him in the train station overnight this time! Have a blast Kane and hope all goes well for ya!
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| Queue time. |
Going back to that rock climbing, what kind of cheats do we have?!
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| Sneaky cheat. |
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| Hah, that's redonk. |
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| Superhero man. |
Anyway, coming back to me (after all, this is all suppose to be about me), I have some news:
Westpac, my current employer here in New Zealand, has offered me a permanent role within their Insurance and Investments team as a customer service representative. Fun? Not as much as you think. But, I'm learning all the trickery of investing and insurance buying. This does also mean I'm applying for a 2 year work visa and then, from there, a possible resident visa. Scary. Thank you Minnesota State for reminding me of that great times in college - it's quite fun paying off.
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| I'm like magic :-) |
I piad 6 New Zealand dollars for a can of Pringles. I'm going to go enjoy those now.
