So, what's new. Not much really. Same old thing, day in, day out. I'm starting to question the point of it all...
I went back up to French Cabin Creek again this past Sunday, met a lot more of the members from WATTORA, and explored some trails that were previously snowed in. Man, amazing how much snow can melt in a week. The most interesting part of the trip came when we stopped back at the hill climb that the chapter president Rob went up last week. First off, when we got up there, we all noticed that there was something there that wasn't there last week. A charred mid 90's Celica, and when I say charred, I mean that even the aluminum alloy rims were partly melted. There was really nothing left of the thing. Well, we go about our business that you can see pics from here. No, none of the trucks you see in those pics that are doing crazy things like having both back tires off the ground are not mine. :) I'm definatly going to have to get at least a 3in lift and better tires sometime soon though. -=sigh=- Yet another thing I need more money for. Ahhh, the joys of being impulsive with money and having a lust for expensive toys. Children, don't do this at home... Ok, sorry bout the tangent. Anywho, so yea, there is this completly charred car on the trail we are on, and the forestry service rangers pull up and block off the only exit from where we were. We asked them why we were being detained, and they said it was because of a report of a burning car, and of two women who were harrassed by some "off-roaders". Well, sure, there was a charred car there, but that thing had been out for at least 24 hours, there was no way we had done it. Second, we never passed any any women walking the trail we were on. I mean, if they were this far up the trail, it would have been one helluva walk back down. Well, eventually the county sherifs show up, and I think I overheard something on their radio that said they were on the wrong road for the harrassment report. Next a group of guys show up from behind the sherifs, and one of the guys is wearing a shirt that says FBI on the front. We were all like, "WTF??" Then he turns around and the shirt says, "Federal Buerea of Intoxication" Heh, we all pretty much busted up laughing, and one of the sherifs asks for a showing of hands of who wanted to leave. We all raised our hands, and they told us to get back in our trucks so we could file outta there. We were stuck there for almost an hour I think. Oh, and I got a picture of a fawn that was just chillin under a bush. It was alive, barely breathing. It was very cute, I just hope we didn't scare it too badly.
As for me, I really don't know what to think about things. Things are going the way they always have gone. I have heard thorugh the grapevine that Ducky is going to be proposing to his girl sometime soon, or that its in the definate future now. And don't get me wrong, I'm all fine and dandy with it. True, I don't get to see my "bro" all to much anymore, but if he is happy, I am happy for him. But to get to the point, I guess it just seems that I don't ever think that I'm going to be able to meet someone. I mean, Melissa never really email's me anymore, which I don't blame her, I know I don't really have anything interesting to say either from day to day. I can feel that feeling I have for her starting to fade. I mean, how serious about things can we be when she is so far away, and we both seem so stubborn as to moving to be with eachother to even begin to see if there ever really could be anything between us. -=sigh=- If things could just be easier...
As for other things, hey I can't really complain. I have my family. I have my friends. I have a job. I have my truck. I have my saniterrr well ok, maybe I don't have my sanity. Welp, I think I am going to call it a night. Oh and hey...

Sarah rawx! :D