bacon

camping last weekend with the crew. well, almost all of the crew really. some were missing but hey, the crew that was there was perfect. i just have one word to describe the entire weekend: BACON

because that is what it was really all about. it was not about M and i trying to figure out how to set up a tent, although we have both set up many a tents in the past. and it wasn't about being drunk on a hike. yay for sparks. it was not about eating wild black berries on the side of the road. and it was not even about fending for our lives, or odors really, from skunks. it was about bacon. and that is all that i really have to say.

so, i decided that i love the outdoors too much. a lot more than indoors. and i love washing dishes in cold water at night in the dark and realizing in the morning that u didn't really wash anything. and i love being underneath a million stars, like all the stars in the yoooniverse right above your head. and i love making friends with hippies next door, or next camp site really. and i love going on hikes and stepping in to horse shit. and i love the smell of life. and i love to feel fantastic, like i did last weekend.

now all i need is a car to actually go more often.











plans for the future:

folsom street fair (this sunday)
grey's anatomy season premier (tomorrow night!)
mc sweeney's with dave eggars (sometime in the next month)
japan (next year)
new job (asap)
law school (in the unknown black hole of my future)
paris (soooon)


currently reading "you shall know our velocity!" by dave eggars