Displaced

[calledor]

School has been a blast and a beating. Meetings, apartment fuckups, refugees, parents, friends. I'd like to grab some people and instill some kind of sense into them to get the fuck over themselves, but I just seem to depress people more when I do that. My main valve out is working, biking, and soon caving. We go on our first trip this saturday, and if all goes well I'll see my good friend, the Cpt. Sparkles, and more than a few girls covered in mud (its...not as attractive as it sounds... for pictures of last years trip to this cave go to ... ok the server is down at the moment but x.acheronx.com/matt and go to "beck ranch"). The mud is really cold, ok it's probably 65 degrees, which when you take into account it'll probably be a 105 in the sun (and there will be a lot of sun) it's a shock to the system.

Weight 162. 8 pounds away from high school, 20 away from being where I want to be probably.
Additionally, I need a cell phone badly.

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