yesterday i went hiking with my friend who likes to call our version of hiking "climbing mountains" so she feels more productive and possibly bad ass. i can't tell if she means "climbing mountains" sarcastically, but i think she does. i like her.

when we "climb mountains" we just get out of breath a lot because we are fairly heavy smokers that lead sedentary lifestyles. we had to stop a lot yesterday. i almost fell into a waterfall kind of thing. she walked back and forth across a fallen tree a few times. then we sat on large rocks for a long time and having conversations that were pleasant but aren't memorable.

her dad was there with us. he took pictures. she likes when her dad takes pictures so she can upload them to facebook and have proof of "climbing a mountain," but she will delete pictures she thinks are unflattering.

later, we went back to her house and her brother, dad, and sister were watching football. the brother was eating a giant bowl of macaroni and cheese looking stuff. he did things to her iphone while i looked at the television, trying to understand football. i started to fall asleep sitting up in a chair. then her brother stood up and screamed "ROCK(something, someone's last name)!!! YES!"

then i tried to fall asleep again. they were still doing iphone things. then i actually fell asleep. then i woke up and the dad was telling the sister to be quiet.

the sister and brother and my friend were all arguing about iphone apps or something. the dad said, "did you hear about that cruise ship they built, a quarter of a mile long." no one paid attention to the dad. then i closed my eyes and pretended to sleep but was awake for awhile.

this blog entry seems kind of stupid and purposeless, but so does this blog in general, and blogging in general, i think, or something, maybe. feels like i'm just making myself write something. oh well.


semi-impersonal short 'news-ish' blog post

muumuu house published my story, 'clams'. it has ~5000 words. i feel really good about this story/muumuu house publishing it/everything.

another story of mine, 'craigslist missed connection all-star,' is going to be in pear noir 3. it has maybe ~2000 words. i feel excited about pear noir 3.

i haven't left my bed all day. it's getting dark and i haven't turned on any lights yet.

i think i might quit my job and start working night shifts at a grocery store, or become a 'night watchman' somewhere.

this blog post is getting smaller and smaller.

i'm nervous about everything right now for some reason.