Thursday, June 08, 2006

I think that these boys are underestimating the breadth of my camping related ignorance. The closest I've been is making forts in the living room, something I'm not ashamed to admit that I still do. In high school when my family all of a sudden started buying tents and sleeping in the woods on long weekends, I always stayed home and got drunk with my girlfriends. (Enter: the vodka dance.) I'm a city mouse.

Still, I got drunk and promised, and I'm sure that hijinks will ensue. Try not to do anything too interesting without me, and I'll see you all on Sunday. Maybe.

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