one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag...
today was a f*cking adventure. woke up and josh came over. we trucked on down to volunteer to pick up my art stuff. got there and peddled around talking to our favorite teachers and tried to convince thurman to wear a dress next semester. saw a cat that had a f*cking thumb. could've been a trained knife-fighter. from there we went and talked to my grandmother for a bit. on the way from there we decided to go torment doug and stopped at the BK. we ended up (after a few seconds of planning) leaving with two pies, on OJ, a Frozen coke and strawberry shake without the managers even knowing. from there we went to the waffle house parking lot and went on foot. we crossed the highway into the woods and ran along the tracks til we found ourselves at five caves. we walked around the rim of the main crater til we found a place and started climbing down one of the cliffs, josh losing his shirt along the way, and made it to the bottom. we went through two of the caves and came out on the river. we sat for a while, chatting, and then turned around. we climbed back up the cliff and reclaimed his shirt. we walked out to the other side of the bridge and climbed down the support base of the bridge and found ourselves on river road. after growing bored of the straight path we turned and climbed up the rock face that the road runs along. we ran through the woods and waded through waist deep bushes and briars and came out in someone's yard. we hoofed it back to my car and sped off listening to soundgarden. what a day. now i get to go work til close. gonna be wore out tonight.