Jun 13, 2005 23:54
okay so ive herd the news of ryan, (the guy that tought me everything) he is making his way from northern cali to southern trying to find a river rafting guide job...he was supposed to come home and give me and charlie our cordlett back and charlie his head lamp back...but then again he gave me his sweater...that ryan i swear hes crazy
so when he shows up at arizona people see him trad climbing with passive gear rather than active hes useing tri cams and nuts...that made no sense to any of you except jennie....JENNIE RYANS TRADING WITH TRICAMS AND NUTS....hes crazy i was thinking about shipping him my horse killer cuz he needs one but i have no idea were he is just that he is somewere in california
he was supposed to come back..which makes me sad i wanted to go to devils lake with him on another cold day when people are going
"its snowing its to cold to climb" and me and rayn are climbing ignoreing the snow in the middle of december and january or climbing up with the sunrise to are backs and having a random guy somewere at the lake playing his bag pipes...
i miss waking up in a hotel in sacramento before nationals and walking around to all the other hotels and getting the best breakfast for free
oh man and the scarey things that happend with him, rachel waking up in the bed next to us going WHAT THE FUCK and us waking up with ryans arm over me spooning half naked....what the fuck was that we both jumped remember that we didnt drink that night and figured it just happend while we slept.
and then nationals when we did bad in the 20's and suchi remember what ryan said "hey guys it could be worse...we could ahve pubic lice"
and then the commercail were all the little gobblins are running around under the toe and i went
"crotch goblins"...and we named our team the croth goblins...those were good times