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Well, wow, what the fuck just happened?

Friday was awesome, and so was Saturday:

I went out to Jantzen Beach Friday morning and I rowed around a harbor for a couple hours. That was freaking awesome. Then I went to BFE, Oregon and hammered stakes into the ground. This is what life is like with the survey crew at my company. It's wonderful.

I was tired at the end of it, but it was definitely worth it.

That night, I went to a party, and got my ass paddled with my own freaking paddles--how ironic. It was great though, just what I needed. Unfortunately, however, I came upstairs afterwards and found the girl I have a super-big crush on cuddling with another guy, so that was a bit of a buzzkill. Oh well, I'm just gonna sit back and watch that train wreck unfold. (I mean, c'mon, it's a trainwreck, you can't help but watch!)

Saturday, I was awoken by Venice telling me I ought to go to the Pumpkin Patch. It was awesome, I had a bunch of fun with the SG: PDX crowd. I don't quite know if drinking champagne from the bottle is such a good idea when little kids are around, but who am I to argue...

The pumpkins were awesome, and the corn was great and delicious. And running through mud and jumping over pumpkins is irresistible.

I also got a haircut today. I'm much more happy and it doesn't cover my eyes and get all over the place. But it's still me.

And then....

I got set on fire!
Ahh, such is the life of a pervert.