Assuming my cats can run out the door themselves…my computer, my dad’s photo album, and the transformer I could sell for the most amount of money seeing as I’d be pretty much homeless
Stop being such a tool.
Depends on how crowded the beach is. Also, if I’m in a cabin at the mountains, then mountains win hands-down
Ok so last year I was totally clueless about the idea of fleas…and I paid dearly. This year will NOT be the case.
I’ve got cat mist for the animals, caarpet and appolstry powder for the furniture, and a new strict vaccum schedule for me. No way will it be a repeat of last year.
Thankfully they seem to be localized in the music room, which is an odd place to be but oh well, at least it’s not the living room this time.
Guarentee you these fleas came from Maine. I mean come on, outdoor living for nearly two whole days? That and I’m sure the jungle of a lawn at home didn’t help…oh well, doesn’t matter. Time to exterminate!!!
First thing’s first…it was really good seeing my old college friends again. Stew, Shannon, Tara, and of course the “Otaku Crew.” I had a great weekend and was glad that I was able to spend time hanging out with these friends again. Not to mention the guys that came with me, Drok and Gwetzelor.
Yet, I can’t help but feel that I wish I had prepared myself a bit better for this, and not only in the alchohol department.
I dunno…I tend to worry about things too much, namely what everyone thinks of me and how much fun people have around me. Therefore I often find myself worrying about being a good host far too much and not enjoying the moment as much.
This isn’t to say I didn’t have fun, not at all. That also isn’t to say that I didn’t get to spend time with everyone…on the contrary…
1. Beers with Stew
2. Cards with Tara and Doug
3. The beach and chatting at the site with Garret and Shannon
4. Pretty much every day with Drok and Wetzel
Maybe I’m just worrying too much about things again and should just learn to enjoy it. Besides, realistically everyone there had at the most a day and a half to spend, so everyone had to do what they had to do to enjoy their vacation, so really, considering there really should be no regrets at all…especially at anytime after 6pm Saturday in which all I will say is that after that point I would be of no use to anyone until around the same time yesterday after an entire afternoon’s worth of binge eating anything I could get my hands on and not moving for any extended period at a time.
So what’s the verdict of the entire weekend you ask? Camping as a whole? Well, here you go…
1. Definately would go camping again…but perhaps not so far out of state and certainly at such a high priced site to camp in what was basically a trailer park.
2. Bring an air mattress next time
3. Bring REAL food, and not just chips and burgers
4. Bring beverages other than alcohol…dehydration is a bitch.
Papa Roach with Hed PE…way back when both bands were actually GOOD
Why do you let idiots carry out atrocious acts of hatred and discriminations solely based on gender, race, belief structure, and sexual orientation if you are indeed “a just and merciful God.”
Also…is there anyway you could help me out with this chick? I told her I was an astronaut and…
Sandals all the way, I’ll take dirty feet over sweaty feet anyday…
My computer…I haven’t even paid off my TV yet…besides my Dell is on it’s last legs anyways.