Since I wasn't at home for basically 2 days now (and haven't been online till now), I'll watch them right after I see what's new on ep.
ok, just watched it I have to be honest, and say that I still stand by my original opinion. Cartoon is ok, but not really something I find very entertaining.
Congrats on your degree, Yeti. So what lies in store next for Everypony's resident Abominable Snowman?
well, meanwhile, I renewed my snowboard gear. boots: Burton Rampant bindings: Union FLite board: Salamon Salvatore Sanchez 2013. other than that, I have one new pony t-shirt, and nothing much more really. I haven't really had any time to do anything more then college work while I was away.
well, on tuesday I should go to south croatia to coast where i'll be till end of July. Then in begening of August I'm going to Germany to GalaCon 2013. After then I'll be hone for about week and half, and then I'm going to BUCK 2013, and comming back in late August. After that, I'll probably go snowboarding somewhere in Austria or France in September
yeah, I have packed up summer. Well, I do read a lot. although, in last few years most of reading I do is for college, and more technical book, so I haven't read something just for enjoyment in long time.
Start when you want to. Goble. A relatively quiet community within the woods. The young residents of Goble attend the school and college campus of Rainier. (Both of these places share the same property.) The weather is always cloudy, and it's always either raining, snowing, or hailing. The backwoods area has plenty of mining history, and it's residents are true country men. Goble is home to many unique individuals, from physical freaks to people with strange tastes. The clouds in the sky were the same as ever, dark and low, with a bit of mist in the air. The ground was hard, and there was a small bit of rain sprinkling from the sky. The huge man cruised through the streets, driving a big old truck with an exterior of rusty grey metal, black smoke seeping out of the tail-pipe and dissolving into the air, being cleaned out by the fresh winds of the pacific northwest. The truck was quite large, make-shift in order to support the man's great size. On the hood, a skull of a buck with large antlers acted as an eerie hood ornament. The tires and the bottom of the truck was caked with dried up mud, and multiple tool chests and a large tow cable were placed in the bed of the truck, and the front bumper was fashioned out of heavy, thick steel pipes. Beside the man sat a dog, a rather large German-Shepherd, Katy. Jeremiah had his usual wild-west outfit on, his black hat casting a shadow upon his face, making his already tired green eyes even darker. His large hands on the wheel showed the many scars that decorated his pale skin as he twisted the wheel to turn every now and then. The small Columbia County was easy to navigate, as he used the Columbia River, the mountains, and the railroad to show which direction was which. The man rolled his truck over to a mostly empty parking lot righter across from the gas station, (which was next to the ton hall that had the local library on the upper floor) and got out with his loyal friend., and proceeded to walk into the feed store the parking lot was made for...
