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i got back from camping (lake taconic. taghkonic) this afternoon; 3 days and 2 nights of cooking over an open flame, sleeping in a tent, and being attacked by fucking mosquitoes. it was enjoyable for the most part. i'm not sure if i'm an outdoors kinda person. i think 3 days was my limit. especially with my mom, don, and daniel. i can take family time in small doses. and we didn't kill each other so it's all good.
i've been looking at creative zens on le interweb. i've never had an ipod and my cd player still hasn't been returned. so yeah. 3 weeks without elliott smith, regina spektor, pj harvey, yyy, sondre lerche. it was getting lonely. i had to hum on the bus. i must've had thirteen on repeat in my brain. i probably hummed that 10 times. per day. i also need to buy guitar strings. and i need a week to form new calluses.
i know it sounds corny but i think going on the trip did a lot of good for me. i don't feel as anxious anymore and i'm pretty sure my inner chickenshit has nearly dissolved. i'm gonna go job hunting and talk to people i don't know.
i've been looking at creative zens on le interweb. i've never had an ipod and my cd player still hasn't been returned. so yeah. 3 weeks without elliott smith, regina spektor, pj harvey, yyy, sondre lerche. it was getting lonely. i had to hum on the bus. i must've had thirteen on repeat in my brain. i probably hummed that 10 times. per day. i also need to buy guitar strings. and i need a week to form new calluses.
i know it sounds corny but i think going on the trip did a lot of good for me. i don't feel as anxious anymore and i'm pretty sure my inner chickenshit has nearly dissolved. i'm gonna go job hunting and talk to people i don't know.