no one suspects the butterfly...

In retelling my journeys, as in making them, I do not know how to stop -- Rousseau

9.08.2004

Forgot to mention. The two guys I went with smelled, my tent is small. I am sure I smelled as well but not like that. Also, I decided I had nothing to prove and was not going to take more than my share of the weight. I had the heaviest pack the whole time. Heavier than the guy with the 6 kg camera. They played it off. Mrf. It was wonderful though and we had fun. I just had no one to tell this to and many km to think about it and then glare at them. Then I would start laughing. One other thing, how did I get "Dancing with myself" stuck in my head all week? Uh oh oh oh

1 Comments:

At 6:04 PM, Blogger Tracy said...

maybe there was nothing to lose and nothing to prove so you were dancing with yourself.. oh ho uh oh :c)

maybe you just know that billy idol and gen-x rock and that song is super catchy and you are so cool you can sing it for a week! i'd love to see beth doing a crazy molly ringwald (in the library in breakfast club) dance in front of a full length mirror by herself :c) i miss you so much beth!! but until i get to see you i will just sing billy idol and picture you dancing.. with smiley undies!! :c) *hugs*

 

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