Read this, everybody.
I read it this morning. I gotta admit, I find straight-edge hippies more and more tiresome as I get older (at the ripe old age of 35).
I'm glad he enjoys surfing, but almost nothing else in his life seems at all appealing.
Ditching your (almost certainly gorgeous) GF to spend more time alone? Writing trite aphorisms down in a thought journal? Cooking yourself pre-mixed chicken vegetable stir fries every night on a portable stove?
Do you sleep in a race car bed? No, I sleep in a big bed with my wife.