the dates on these are wrong.

so i go camping and all i do is take pictures of my friggen self.
i found this fruit and/or vegetable. i had no idea what it was, then it started to burn my hands a little bit. so i got rid of it.
this would have to be the shittiest mother effing tent ever. we borrowed it from a friend, it took like and hour to put up, so the first night we actually slept.
then for breakfast i had fritos. at this point it was only 90 degrees. @ 10 AM
we sat around for a few hours played a few games of uno, i spy, bullshit, go fish. and then the sun started beating down before long we were sweating and moaning and groaning. so we jumped in the car and headed down to the local goodwill. we sat there for a good hour or two. then a storm started rolling in. so we had to get back to our shitty tent. the tent leaked and all of our sleep bags got wet. so we spent the night in a laundry-mat.
that was a blast. outside of the laundry room i got in a little fight with whom we will a beetle i named mohammed. he was about as big as my hand. and he flew:
 he was impossible to kill, believe me i tried, but i did stop him from flying, which will end up killing him in the end. bugs make me queezy.

and now i'm home.
monday and tuesday i have school in the morning work at night.
wed. i leave for california right after school... woot