On Friday, me and a few of my friends went over to an indoor rock climbing place. I had a great time. We learned how to belay and then pretty much went off on our own to climb. I kept trying to be cool...you know, look as if I really knew what I was doing. It was hard that night because there were only about fifteen people at the club and everyone except myself knew how to climb. IMPOSTOR! But hell, to the untrained eye, I looked fine. Not a lot of crying or pleading to god to help me get down.
I'm even considering a three month membership because the club is only a half mile from my house. I could go every night!--if only my arms would let me.
Latest music preference: Steely Dan. It's old and it reminds me of when my dad used to blare his music from the basement on Saturday mornings. He was cool to me then. And even cooler now.
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So many great ideas, so little time. We don't want any of them to get away, so this is where a bunch of friends can write everything down.
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