And so, here we are, another week of summer come and gone. Another good week of summer, at that!
Monday I was brutally reminded of why I want to leave Wyoming. Not to complain– most days I love working outside– but the prevailing 40-50mph windspeeds on Monday just made things pretty miserable. And then there were the 70mph gusts. I swear I’ve had less trouble standing while drunk…
I still haven’t found my wallet, yet. Which is to say that I still haven’t accepted the reality that my wallet got ripped off and it’s gone forever. C’mon. I hosted the party for crying out loud. Who steals the host’s wallet? Honestly. I suppose I’ll buy a new one, one of these days. In the mean time, my only form of identification is a poorly crafted fake id (my good fakes were in my wallet). Good lord.
I got a haircut Wednesday night. Accordingly, my ears and the now-exposed skin around my ears were cooked to a tender red over the last few days. At least my hair is short again!
Speaking of which, it’s a sure sign that I’m getting older– I went, entirely of my own volition, and purchased sunscreen and put it on. That, my friends, is a sure sign of maturity!
I went to the drive-in theatre in Fort Collins with Sean and Dan Peterson to see Mr. & Mrs. Smith. The movie was thoroughly entertaining, and the drive-in experience was a lot of fun as well. God, Fort Collins is WONDERFUL.
Tonight I’m headed up to Veadeawoo for some backpacking, and just … time with myself, the trees, and the rocks– the closest thing to a “spiritual” experience that a regretful atheist can achieve, from my experience.
And that’s about it. Sean and I helped out with the neighborhood highway clean-up this morning, which was entirely too early since we didn’t get back till 1:30 or so this morning. But, well, what better thing to do with a beautiful Saturday morning?
Enjoy your respective weekends. Until next time.
Sorry about your wallet. That sucks monsterly!
Dude! You are having all the fun… and I live in a metropalis for christ sake! … man, I need to do something with my sumer, I can’t let you beat me like this… its on.
those gusts are pretty shitty. We had the opposite here in bozeman yesterday. The wind was DEAD and it was freaking hot. Amber and I live on the 3rd floor of our apartment building and usually when we open our windows we get a niiiiice breeze, but yesterday there was nothing until 11:00 at night.