brotherofmetal

Well, I was viciously hungover on Saturday.
Managed to drag myself out of bed in time to go to the Stamps game. Sat in the sun, and felt dizzy for the whole 1st half...ughhh...
Suffice to say that I took it easy on Saturday night. Fuelled my Spider Solitaire addiction.
Decided to go hiking with my folks on Sunday. Got to the top of the trail (the trail stops at a beautiful lake), but decided that I needed to go higher. I seem to have gotten into the habbit of not being happy on a hike, until I'm at the very summit, regardless of how dangerous the ascent may be (as evidenced by my leaving Jenn in an alpine meadow by herself for 2 hours over May long while I climbed a rather jagged peak by myself). Fortunately, I managed to con my old man into joining me, and hence have a few nice pictures to show off now.


We were gone long enough to thoroughly piss of my mom, who convinced herself that we had plummeted to our doom (really, I only started one rock slide...oops).
So far I've spent most of today fooling around with a digital camera, and talking to some girl I met on the internet...a situation that reaks of desperation
Meh, if she's a psycho, at least I'll probably get a good story out of it...