Dear Diary, I'm a Loser.

This week has done nothing to slow my humphroidian transformation. Wednesday after work I went out there I just got back Tonight (Sunday) Wearing out the welcome mat? Pre-Happs, but theirs so many of them they can put me on ignore for a day and I don't even notice.

Thursday was a snoozer, Caleb and I were supposed to cut wood, we didn't.

Friday was the 4th... sadly it was more of a trial for me than anything to celebrate. I really hate games, in case no one knew. I also really hate being forced into things (like games) which I was slated for both, so I spent the day hiding, brooding really in the cool ground floor of the old church building. I read my bible and a book called "Frontier Wolf" by Rosemary Sutcliff, which is REALLY good so far. It starts off slow which allows for good character develompent (my favoite) and I hate the cliche high stress intro most books have, all action packed edge of your seat... blah... Despite dreading being forced into water balloon fights and softball I had a relatively good day. I slipped away, a bit to obviously evidently, to do a crossfit at Brian's house.

3 rounds
21-15-9
95 lbs squat clean
pushups
30 squats
30 box jumps.

I made it though 2 rounds by about 20 minutes and quit feeling throughly smoked.

Also while I was there I told Brian that Noah had mentioned he was looking for a roommate for the winter and said if there were such a position available I'd only need know where to apply. He told me that'd be OK and that I should pray about it. It'd be nice as I'd save money, live in north pole (not to mention a beautiful log home) have the place to myself 2 weeks on and off while Brian is on the slope. And (not have to live with Dave) he said very garbled. Also I wouldn't have to find a new place to live after they kick me out of the dorms come Dec. 15. It would also facilitate a smooth transition into non-collegiate adult life. Whether I pass the state boards or not I could move out at my leisure and have my own "for reals-honest" apartment by next summer. The bum deal is not getting to live in SAC with LT and My roommate from last year which I was looking forward to.

Saturday, this was a day to epic for words. We Canoed/Kayaked down the Chena River. We paddled 15 road miles which would have been 30-45 river miles. I was a long day, 10 hours to be exact. No sun screen, no sun glasses, I just glad I brought extra food. I started out the day as captain of the one canoe we had. After my crew and I tipped twice, lost some sun glasses, and had a few more close calls we were glittery enough to decide we were ready to try the kayaks, whose occupants were generous enough to trade with us. Some of them strangely seemed to enjoy the canoe more, I've scheduled them for full psychological workups as well as brain MRI's later this week, though usually the prognosis for such silliness is inoperable." The water was cold enough to not want to stay in it but not so cold it was horrible to fall in. The highlight/down point of the trip was when One Kayak tipped and got washed into an eddy behind a log jam. I, being daring and stupid, approached it to pull the boat out but in the processes got flipped my self and ended up dragging my own boat up on the shore and then having to swim across again to get the other boat. At some point Jordan said he saw a blue thing floating down the river, I dismissed it immediately and he wasn't sure what it was, I thought I was a hat Tobi had on... Turns out it was my blue Arcteryx shell, which was loosely tied around my waist. If I had seen it I probably would have died trying to grab it. I planned to be buried in that coat, not for it. I'm really not that broken up about it. In all honesty I wasn't super happy with the coat anyway, I just need something to wear this winter when I learn to snowboard, (and play hockey, and break bones evidently). All in all the float was beautiful, challenging, and exhilarating, (plus I got to play the hero and rescue stuff) couldn't hardly ask for a better day this side of glory (thanks Bub). By the time the trip was over the crew was very much spent. Not as spent as their whining indicated, but spent.

Today After services we had a few more hours left on our rental so we all went back out to Chena lakes. The trip was overbooked by one so the canoe was pretty cozy. None of the girls wanted to get dumped and had craftily (using their wiles I'm sure) manipulated me into promising not to dump them over. (How do I end up captaining such finicky crews? I think it has a lot to do with being the most competent man-child around with OUT HIS OWN KAYAK!!) ahem... despite my promise The MOST competent man around was able to tip us. And did, much to my squealing delight. Krista's expression as she clung to the bow of the over turned raft was pretty priceless. She just sat their bobbing in the blustery surf saying "Stinkers... was a bunch of stinkers." at varying volumes. Some how our entire crew wound up in the drink swimming back to shore. I had the delight of hauling the canoe with Krista attached to the back like a lamprey (a term she would have preferred to what I actually used to describe her hydrodynamic effect on the operation, but I digress). After we got back to the shore I started throwing the Dogs that came into the water to "teach" them to swim. In the process I wedged one of my crocks in the the muddy bottom and lost it. Its true, a floating shoe... I lost... in the water... I think I need to start tieing things down better.

So that brings the tally for the week to.

1. One Pair of Jordan's sunglasses (not his nice ones... either pair)
2. $500 Arc'teryx Alpha SV rain shell.
3. One size 12 crock sandal, blue, left foot.

Its the truth, I'm a loser.

I did however have way more fun than you this week/end. So... yeah work is still pretty unsteady but its the last summer I'm ever going to get and I'm only young once (but I can be single forever HA!).

Also I'm not sure yet but theirs a pretty good chance I'll be hiking out to two-bit lake Tuesday/Wednesday.

Oh also to reference my Monday post... I failed. Hard things are too hard for me.