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hehe the other day we were having lunch in our lovely Heifer Ranch dining hall and i finished and was walking across the room to put up my tray and i veered right and went SMACK into the wall. It was the most hilarious shit EVAR, especially when 60 people are laughing their asses off at you. completely unintentional, i assure you.
Holly (my supervisor) asked me to be the Global Village 1 Intern!! hurrah! there's only one position and i was asked to take it. its because i'm acadia and fucking amazing. DUDE-- i am like the most loved little kid EVAR on the Ranch.
Today I get to do a hands-on activity (goat milking) with 6th graders from somewhere. Tomorrow I'm leading a Cheese-making class for highschool kids.
man-- last night was the CRAZIEST night i've had here so far. Everyone else got really drunk and we got naked and streaked the guys and then they streaked us. and then we climbed on the roof of this trailer (not a smart idea) and shot off fireworks. Then we decided everyone was too wasted to drive home so we camped out in Chris' living room. And NO i wasn't wasted. i was, like, stone-cold sober. I've kind of set up a good situation for myself here where everyone understands that i'm not going to drink and they love me anyways. Because you have to be really fucking brave to streak when you're sober.
i did the quintessential farm joke the other day. i was walking through this barn, and there was a rake lying on the ground. I didn't see it and stepped on the head of said rake, causing the handle to hit me right in the face.
I had the best, most philisophical conversation with Gretchen the other day. This place does not attract duds, by any means. I love good conversation.
Holly (my supervisor) asked me to be the Global Village 1 Intern!! hurrah! there's only one position and i was asked to take it. its because i'm acadia and fucking amazing. DUDE-- i am like the most loved little kid EVAR on the Ranch.
Today I get to do a hands-on activity (goat milking) with 6th graders from somewhere. Tomorrow I'm leading a Cheese-making class for highschool kids.
man-- last night was the CRAZIEST night i've had here so far. Everyone else got really drunk and we got naked and streaked the guys and then they streaked us. and then we climbed on the roof of this trailer (not a smart idea) and shot off fireworks. Then we decided everyone was too wasted to drive home so we camped out in Chris' living room. And NO i wasn't wasted. i was, like, stone-cold sober. I've kind of set up a good situation for myself here where everyone understands that i'm not going to drink and they love me anyways. Because you have to be really fucking brave to streak when you're sober.
i did the quintessential farm joke the other day. i was walking through this barn, and there was a rake lying on the ground. I didn't see it and stepped on the head of said rake, causing the handle to hit me right in the face.
I had the best, most philisophical conversation with Gretchen the other day. This place does not attract duds, by any means. I love good conversation.