Thursday, July 28, 2005 -- 8:55 PM

And We're Off Like a Prom Dress.

I'm going camping this long weekend, and for me it'll be an even longer weekend because I'm taking tomorrow off as well as monday. The deal was that if I brought the liquor I wouldn't have to pay for meals or gas or the campsite or anything, so I actually spent a hundred and fifty dollars on beer, vodka and kaluha for white russians, beer, beer, gibson's whiskey, and bailey's. I think I actually got the bum end of that deal, but I'll have the start of a liquor cabinet anyways because I know we won't drink that much. We're going to Spring Lake, Saskatchewan, which is apparently really nice, so it should be good. Neato, gang! Super duper!

Saturday, July 16, 2005 -- 9:40 AM

You're Stuck in a Moment, You Can't Get Out of It.

I'm home from camp. I actually got home the day before yesterday, on my nineteenth birthday. Hell of a way to celebrate your birthday, by saying goodbye to some of your oldest friends without knowing when you might see them again. Its a funny feeling to joke around just before the bus leaves back to Tacoma and you already miss them and then when they're gone and you look back over the empty campground bleeding you of memories. When you first arrive and it's empty it's so vastly different. It's vibrating with anticipation of making more memories, and remembering old ones and everything looks bright. But when it's all over it's almost surreal, and you wonder if it was really as great as you want to remember it being. In the end you just have to stop thinking of it altogether and watch the birds and chipmunks yelling at each other in the field by the lodge and then start the trip back home. Reality sets in so hard then, and it stings for awhile thinking you're all alone now, but I'm sure it would be worse if it didn't, like rubbing your freshly-shaved head with alchohol to toughen your scalp. It's not that you don't want the memories, you're just unsure that they were genuine to you, and you can't analyze dick-all in the state you're in, so sit back again, and watch the montana hills go by and the cows and farms, there's a bigger life out there somewhere, but you can't have it until you want it.