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Oct. 6th, 2002 09:10 pmI got spanked this weekend. Spanked
(This is only the beginning of the weird climbing slang I learned. I also found out "how to talk to a man about a horse," how to "bitch bite" and how to set a top rope anchor using only webbing. How old-school am I? Seriosly, I am fsking trad and this old school)
I also heard about seven hundred bajillion more "A _______ walks into a bar" jokes than I was ever interested in knowing.
I made an incredible, awesome, for-the-rest-of-my-life friend. Overnight. This would be cause for celebration if I didn't know that he was leaving at Christmas. Damn damn damn. Take me with you guy-who-I-just-met! We shall roam and climb and snark at one another! It will be good. And if not, we'll have to spend far to many hours talking about geography and politics between now and then.
Also, the girl from the club who has my name lives on my dorm floor. Five doors down. And she has a car. So, between tablet, slacking, and climbing buddy- I am never doing homework again!
I ate the weirdest combination of foods, which in time honored tradition, tasted like the ambrosia of the gods. Food isgoodGod.
I have bruised six inches of my right thigh, my forearm, my left hip, and the top of both my feet. My hands are bleeding, I tore off the nail of my right ring finger, my elbow is aching, and the tendons in my arms are screaming.
It was a good weekend. The best.
(This is only the beginning of the weird climbing slang I learned. I also found out "how to talk to a man about a horse," how to "bitch bite" and how to set a top rope anchor using only webbing. How old-school am I? Seriosly, I am fsking trad and this old school)
I also heard about seven hundred bajillion more "A _______ walks into a bar" jokes than I was ever interested in knowing.
I made an incredible, awesome, for-the-rest-of-my-life friend. Overnight. This would be cause for celebration if I didn't know that he was leaving at Christmas. Damn damn damn. Take me with you guy-who-I-just-met! We shall roam and climb and snark at one another! It will be good. And if not, we'll have to spend far to many hours talking about geography and politics between now and then.
Also, the girl from the club who has my name lives on my dorm floor. Five doors down. And she has a car. So, between tablet, slacking, and climbing buddy- I am never doing homework again!
I ate the weirdest combination of foods, which in time honored tradition, tasted like the ambrosia of the gods. Food is
I have bruised six inches of my right thigh, my forearm, my left hip, and the top of both my feet. My hands are bleeding, I tore off the nail of my right ring finger, my elbow is aching, and the tendons in my arms are screaming.
It was a good weekend. The best.
