Igore
I spent the weekend in the mountains roughin it with bats and no running water. Those of you who know me, know I do not do the outdoors. I might do IT outdoors, but that's about it. Black Mountain/Asheville is gorgeous and I think much better dealt with while on hallucinogens. Waking up at 9 to the sound of someone's cousin having very loud drunken sex, after passing out at 5 from having my own session, is hilarious. Walking through Asheville while coming down and running into tons of hippies tripping on various drugs is the scariest thing ever. I think it is time for me to move into a log cabin and learn to carve furniture out of old wood. Or at least move into the mountains and take shrooms everyday.