Monday, November 19, 2007

Been A While

So, it's been several months since my last post. I've had a bit to say but just not the motivation to write it out and really, most of what I've got to say lately is just a bunch of complaints and I don't really want to turn this blog into a complainer's forum. I'd rather keep it happy and ignorantly blissful.

I've got a few funny adventures to post, but they're better with sounds and actions and therefore don't really translate well into writing (or maybe that just makes me a weak writer).

Plus life seems to be in a bit of a boring lull. Get up. Go to work. Come home. Sleep. Repeat.

I've taken up rock climbing but I don't know any of the lingo so I can't effectively write about the time my partner dropped me 30 out of the 35 feet to the ground (plus 96% of the people reading this don't know the lingo anyways). To sum it up: I completed a climb (35 ft), rope was new and slippery, partner at the bottom popped the break too much and in a second I was screaming all the way down to within 5 feet of my death or horrible crash. Good times. I'm glad my leg straps of the harness was tight. That way it kept the shit from dribbling out of my shorts.

That's about it for exciting stories.

4 comments:

Brent said...

Hooray!
I'm glad you didn't die.
It would have been cool if you did poop your pants though.

Jamie said...

I did that to a camper once :s But I think I only dropped her about 10 feet, I was using a rope with a differnt pulley system that I wasn't used to ... and ya, it was pretty bad ... I think I was too shell shocked to do rock climbing for the rest of the summer.

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Tracey said...

um, gosh, i have nothing to even come close to that.

well, i did fall down my stairs twice and at Kim's once and severely brusied my tailbone and fell off the edge of the steps and got rug burn on my face.

i don't wear wool socks to large for my feet or those soft fuzzy ones from the wal mart as this i finally figured out was the cause.

yeah, i know, three times.

glad the shit didn't dribble out too. quite embarrassing . . .