negative six.
It's not that I've been so wholly absorbed into facebooks addictive interface as to forget livejournal altogether, but talking has been working out rather well for me, so the need to rant has somewhat lessened.
But lili nudged me, so I guess I'll spill.
My cousin, Andrew, in Guam has been missing since last friday. He's the definition of an island boy, that is to say he can and does live off the land whenever possible. His dad's family owns a beach on Guam, and the highlight of every trip back that I can remember has been the long trek in the back of a pick up truck through the booney roads and jungle brush out to their property on Urunao. Our designated tour guide for every recent trip, Andrew was always the one to pile us into the car with the snorkel gear and sunscreen to let his awkward california cousins catch a glimpse of a real beach. While we fumbled about in the reefs and shallow waters, he actually achieved a kind of belonging with the beach. He spent a lot of time camping out there, sleeping in the sand and eating what he caught (he was the slash a coconut open when you're thirsty type of rugged) and often he'd go alone. Last week he didn't come back from a spear fishing trip, this morning the coast guard suspended their search until something new turns up. He's 25, and has two older siblings and a fairly large extended family. A lot of my cousins grew up together on Guam, so they're all close, and everyone's very distraught right now. So for those of you who do (and I've seen a few offers on here before, so I thought I'd ask) please pray for him and his family, thanks.
That's all, I hope summer's treating everyone well, let's cram in some togetherness before august, yes?
But lili nudged me, so I guess I'll spill.
My cousin, Andrew, in Guam has been missing since last friday. He's the definition of an island boy, that is to say he can and does live off the land whenever possible. His dad's family owns a beach on Guam, and the highlight of every trip back that I can remember has been the long trek in the back of a pick up truck through the booney roads and jungle brush out to their property on Urunao. Our designated tour guide for every recent trip, Andrew was always the one to pile us into the car with the snorkel gear and sunscreen to let his awkward california cousins catch a glimpse of a real beach. While we fumbled about in the reefs and shallow waters, he actually achieved a kind of belonging with the beach. He spent a lot of time camping out there, sleeping in the sand and eating what he caught (he was the slash a coconut open when you're thirsty type of rugged) and often he'd go alone. Last week he didn't come back from a spear fishing trip, this morning the coast guard suspended their search until something new turns up. He's 25, and has two older siblings and a fairly large extended family. A lot of my cousins grew up together on Guam, so they're all close, and everyone's very distraught right now. So for those of you who do (and I've seen a few offers on here before, so I thought I'd ask) please pray for him and his family, thanks.
That's all, I hope summer's treating everyone well, let's cram in some togetherness before august, yes?