Ghetto Camping, Slow Brain, and Lots of Sleep

This weekend I decided I wanted to go camping but I didn't have any money to pay for a camp site in the mountains. My friend Heather came up with a solution: camp in her pasture! Sure it's in the middle of town and we'll be on hard dirt and have curious horses bothering us all night but we can pitch a tent and have a bonfire! That's camping enough right? We did a lot of laughing, roasted marshmallows, and got some hilarious pictures! However, 4am rolled around, it was cold, and the horses wouldn't leave us alone so we decided to bail. Real troopers aren't we? After sleeping in to about 10am we went back and took down the tent.

Saturday was pretty boring. I didn't do much. I went to the store and saw an old face I really didn't want to see. Instead of being on the ball and telling him off I was taken by surprise and just said hi. What the crap? I hate when I have delayed reaction time and then draw a blank. While I was driving home and stewing that I didn't ream him with words I realized it was better the way it happened. I need to remember that I don't have to stoop to other's low, low levels. Though I may have wanted to be all claws at the time, I'm glad that my stunned brain made me be the bigger person. I went home and watched movies, went and visited a buddy, and watched more movies. BORING!

I'm not proud of myself for sunday at all. I slept from 3am to 1:45pm and then from 3pm to 6:15pm. Why on earth did I sleep that much? I'm not sleep deprived. I felt like I had wasted the day and I was pretty upset with myself. Plus, when I woke up I realized that it had been over 30 hours since I had eaten anything! I ran to Subway to get some much needed food and then played poker with Steven for the rest of the night. He left and I spent the wee hours of the morning writing. It was a weird weekend.