The Naviverse

I still haven't fully recovered from Avery's party. Sounds strange but really isn't. Sleep has been neglected severally. So much so that I'm basically thinking of coming home from work, eating, reading for a short while and then curling up in bed so I can wake up at 5am the next morning for work again. This seems problematic to me. Maybe I'll get all of my Greek Tragedy homework done first. I'm very close.

Camping was more then amazing. The sun beat down on our shoulders but a combination of sunscreen and water. It was an amazing day filled with lessons of geography and human nature, capped of with a trek through a graveyard producing the overexcited screams of small children. The next day was well until I left for a short time. I came back and it was broken. The top foot of it had been snapped off and thrown into the field where I found it about three minutes later. I wanted to know who did it. No one confessed. I cried when I made the announcement. Thank the Gods for sunglasses. It was gifted to me at spring mysteries. I managed to mend it somewhat... but it's just... *sigh* Overall the trip was great.

The rest of the week has been filled with little yet important things. School work is being done. It feels good. Sleep is starting to happen.

I believe I am now in a relationship. Such a strange feeling, yet comfortable. I have a feeling this will be rather low maintenance (the way I like it) but still incredible. Andrew, you're wonderful.

Infected mushroom = religious experience. Not my words but they do the trick. Talk about air. Wow it was intense. I believe the best show I've ever seen/experienced. I danced through the entire thing, sore, hungry and thirsty. Nothing mattered, just the movement, the energy. I like that feeling.

Next up sweatshop. Then maybe planet of the drums (though that's a big maybe).

Sleep is love. Showers are love too. Time to wash off the salt.