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Spending my birthday weekend scaling Kilimanjaro with my wife. Naturally, I chose the most difficult and dangerous route.

Brought a satellite phone just so I could show you all this view.

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Valentine's day really does bring out the best and worst in people. Like crazy behaviour for sure.

I didn't do a whole lot save for eat waaaaaay too many of Mabel's specially made cookies to celebrate the day. I think I'm dying of red icing sugar overload.

Either that or I'm sick.

I'm going to crawl back into bed now.

So the arrival of a piano now makes sense, seems it's the only thing that helps me deal with the crap in my dreams. You know being forced out of the closet, being attacked for it, and feeling pretty fucking worthless as a result.

The joys of being the President's kid where everything you say or do is under a microscope.

Got a few new interesting scars

Can I unsubscribe from these dreams?