Last night, I decided to give up early and go to bed. The one person I wanted to see could not be found, but such is life. To quote Jason, "they can't do it like you," sums up why I wanted that help above all the others. So, another sleepless night, which is why this post has such a crazy timestamp. It was one of those where you think you are sleeping and surely it must be almost daybreak, but in actuality it's 1:45 and the eternity you spent in the half and half land was only 3 hours. If this is what hell is like, I hope I'm not damned with such a fate.
On a brighter note, Youngmoney, Mr. Delaware, a fellow named Jordan, two girls (one of which is the special one), myself, and probably some other unknown gentlemen are going to the desert this weekend for a little climbing. I've always thought if you can't like trad climbing in Indian Creek, then you can't like it. We'll see if that holds true. Also, if everything goes well, I should have a new camera by then, and hopefully Mr. Delaware will give me some tutorials on howda use dat new camera.