shitassmotherfuckerdamn

I went climbing Saturday. Will and I camped near Lake Tahoe in a climbing mecca called Lover's Leap. It was a beautiful fall day with a beautiful granite wall waiting for us to tackle it. Which Will did. I on the other hand did not so much tackle it as struggled up the little fucker, but with high spirits I might add. It actually was very nice crack climbing - I had a couple good hand jams (yes I know the lingo), and there were nice dikes in the rock to get good hand and feet holds. But I would say it all went down hill when a roof in the rock required a move I was not prepared to do - and all the good holds were gone. What the situation ended up being was me, hand jamming for dear life, legs doing the sewing machine - which was really helping the situation, for a good 20 minutes, and saying every swear word known. I fell a good 3 or 4 times only to be pried from the rock, swinging away from the safety of having something to hold on to, dangling in mid-air who knows how many feet above the ground. Will, like a good boyfriend, then hoisted me up a couple feet with the rope, so I could make the necessary move. Once I was safely over the roof, a round of cheers exploded from below, as my audience of expert climbers who had been watching the whole time rejoiced in my having made it. Will sent out a yipee back to them. I did not. I'm glad I couldn't say anything at the moment because if I had been forced to acknowledge them, it would have been the words that had been coming out of my mouth for the last 20 minutes. I don't think they would have appreciated being sworn at. But after a few more moves, including some face gripping, and a couple more "Mother of's..." I was at the top. thankyouverymuch.

Survivor China

What did I learn today? Well, the heart-throb of FLOREZ is on Survivor China. Which is hilarious in itself. But reading the play-by-play of the show, he's using his virginity to gain girls' trust to find out more about the idol. And that's funny.
Go Erik! (unless you've already been voted off, I'm not sure b/c I don't watch the show). But here is his Survivor profile, if anyone is interested in learning about my fellow Furmanite....
Erik

I don't like carrying shit...

and I had to carry it for 3 miles yesterday. I took my new doggie friend on a run yesterday. His name is Okin. He lives around the corner from me. He decided he had to go right when I was turning around to head back. So like a good citizen, I pulled out my plastic bag (prepared for this very situation) and scooped it up. But there wasn't a trash can where I could dispose of said poop until the very end of my run. Gross. And I had to run by a high school PE class that was out for a run.

I went swimming this morning. (I know I didn't expect myself to say that either). Now I have water in my ear.....

Ummmmm... you need to check this out. i think it might be my new favorite tv show even though I haven't seen it yet.
Salt N Peppa

Doesn't it sound amazing....
Whatta Manhunt
Pepa has a long history of dating bad boys, while Salt has a long history of criticizing Pepa for dating bad boys. In this episode of The Salt-N-Pepa Show, Salt teams up with a professional matchmaker to find Pepa the perfect man. After interviewing a number of potential suitors, Salt disregards the matchmaker's choices and finds her own date for Pepa. How will Pepa react when she finds out that her much-anticipated blind date is a youth pastor?

unexpected guests

These men have surrounded my house and are waving big yellow metal sticks over the ground. They woke me up from my 2 hour nap. Not appreciated. It kinda reminded me of when I was living with Christina in Chattanooga and the night painter would come. He was painting the outside of her house, but only under the cloak of darkness. He would shine huge spot lights on the side, prop his ladder up and climb so he could see right over the curtains that covered the bottom half of her floor to ceiling windows. Then he would just say there for 30 minutes, having a full view of Christina's apartment and whatever we were doing. We debated whether to leave the room, or stake our ground and continue doing whatever we were doing before he joined us. Do you acknowledge someone when they do that? Wave from the couch? Try to carry on a conversation with him through sign language? Or just stare at him until he feels so uncomfortable that he gets off his ladder?
He ran us out of the apartment a lot. We would go out to dinner just to get away from the night painter. Or Christina would come home from work late just to find me in a bad mood stuck in the kitchen because he was in the living room.
His finished work was not the best quality, as you can expect from someone who just paints in the dark.

I have to see a man about a horse...

I did. I was over in Victor in my old neighborhood. I was driving down the road and this horse is just walking along the side. So my old landlord (who was in the car in front of me) and I pulled over and came up with a game plan. She was going to try to catch the horse, while I went and tried to find whose horse it was. Although we were both unsuccessful in our mission. She didn't catch it and I never found out whose horse it was. But there was another woman on the case too. So we decided that we could probably leave and the situation would be under control.

It's God...

conducting the mountains.















I went climbing yesterday. It was a beautiful fall day. The aspens where, as Will put it, "on fire" or maybe he just said they were "glowing". Actually I'm not sure how he put it, but the gist of it is the "aspens are pretty."








Here is a picture of buffalo and the moody mountains.








I secretly cooked today. I'm having Sue (a cook) and Christian over for dinner tonight. Kinda intimidating. I didn't want them to see me cooking, so I did everything before hand. hehehe.