that last one was made me laugh outloud. people were weirding out.
so:
even amongst shroom eating hippies, i've realized I'm the smelly guy here in NH. I probably should stop eating oranges because they give me gas. but they're oh so delicious.
next, i ran on a mountain today. I listened to the pink razors cd going down accounting for roughly 20 minutes. going back up the mountain took 40 minutes. I had pg.99 to keep me company. shit was brutal.
went on a 2.4 mile hike before that to tuckerman's ravine...in the middle of a fucking pentathlon (sp?) leg four was hiking where they hike to the top and ski down. it was pretty fun to watch them go down. and it's marks the first studded belt and dyed black hair I've seen in a week.
last night, i went to go see some shitty cover band at this place called Red Parka Pub, i had the people i was with headbang while listening to "scentless apprentice." that was pretty on point. anyways, they have double cans of pbr for 2 dollars. I'm in the bathroom chilling at the urinal munching on a box of popcorn (this bar gives you free popcorn!) and drinking my beer. This one guy starts talking to me. I'm now visibly having trouble starting to pee. He then makes fun of me drinking PBR. so I put my hand on his shoulder, while we both are peeing, and say "it's ok..we'll make it through this together."
he then offered to buy me a "real beer." it was delicious. then I left. then i woke up in my dorm room thinking it was noon when in reality it was 8 in the morning; just in time for breakfast.
also, people in new hampshire have never heard of Sparks.
jeff
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