dispatches from the wilderness

Jul 31, 2008 19:17

I jumped off a cliff.

Somehow this is the defining moment of my entire month-long trip to Oklahoma. I jumped off a cliff into 30 feet of water and it was terrifying and it hurt and I screamed my head off and loved it.

Also, I did the following things:
- drove a tractor
- drove a motor boat
- almost killed my dad by flinging him off the back of the motor boat
- got job offers
- fired a gun
- learned how to stand on my head in a pool (courtesy of my 11-year-old niece)
- saw a handful of poisonous snakes
- played with some newborn puppies
- played with some newborn babies, including the daughter of one of my best friends
- blew stuff up
- got drunk and then blew some more stuff up
- caught some fish
- ate some fried fish
- ate wild pig
- ate deer meat
- got some delicious deer jerky from my dad

I also realized that everyone else in the state of Oklahoma considers the residents of LeFlore County (where I'm from) to be really big rednecks.
We are the ones the rednecks look down on. Good god.

I also figured out that I never want to live there. Sorry dad, sorry weird aunts and uncles and cousins, but your beloved hometown makes my soul wither like the many unwatered houseplants littering my apartment.

On the other hand, I'm moving into a new apartment, I'm going to go camping, I'll be having a fabulous and totally dorky joint 21st birthday party soon, and I may be going to London! Hooray!
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