IF YOU KNOW SHANE LASATER
he stole my bong and james’ bubbler
~$250 combined.
1. kick his ass
2. please get my beautiful glass back :(
Mt. View Campground 5/28-5/30
day one: arrived at the campground, checked it out, decided it would be a beautiful and perfect place to camp. pitched the tent, drank a couple beers, smoked a bowl, ate dinner, and went to bed. we forgot another blanket, i had spilled root beer all over my sweatpants, it was freezing.
day two: got up from a sleepless, freezing night. sat in the car with the heater blasting and thawing out my chilled skin. drove 50 miles to Stanley to get a blanket, food, and firewood. drove back, ate lunch, took a nap, at some shrooms.
tripping: i talked and talked while james listened. for five hours straight i talked about how terrible humans are for certain things, how we have developed faster than we should have, and how technology is going to be the way that we destroy ourselves. our desire for perfection is going to drive us all mad until we don’t know how to need anymore but instead just want. i was angry with myself and the rest of the human species. i came to the conclusion that monkeys are the perfect intelligent being.
post trip: james and i went back to the tent to rest, we’d been out and around the campground for the past six hours. as we were laying there, we became one person and time stood still. neither of us could look away from each other. we were talking but no words were spoken. we laid there for about an hour without moving. we were coming down from our high. not a single thing in the world mattered. not tomorrow, yesterday, or any time in between. everything was perfect. our love was reassured.
today: we packed up and drove home this morning. stunned still by how magical yesterday was. when we got home i found out that my bong and james’ bubbler had been stolen by this skinny gangster wannabe kid down the street. i took the news pretty hard. being emotionally exhausted, i went to lay down and sort out my rage from everything else that i had been feeling. james came in and hugged me for a while and told me not to let it get to me. that it was meaningless in comparison to the past couple days that we have spent together.
it’s a few days early, but james and i celebrated this camping trip as our six month anniversary. i love him very much. very very much.
james and i are going camping because the state street Flying Pie is closed until friday.
i am really excited. even though we live together i feel like we hardly get time alone that doesn’t involve sleeping.
it’s just a matter of building up enough motivation in the both of us to get ready.
at least we aren’t going far, we can take our time.
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that moment when you realize when the Sunny D is gone
from that one time in december sitting in the vines of some strangerneighbor’s backyard that you might’ve forgotten about by now because its warm and things are at a little bit of a different pace but we’re still running around and stuff you know so its still relevant just a little far away
Hey it’s a little giveaway!
I received this memory card as a gift literally days before I purchased the camera I currently shoot with, and it uses compact flash memory, rendering this SD card pretty useless to me. So,
flat out copyinginspired by Lexi’s giveaway, I decided to send it to someone who could use it. I’ve found so much help and inspiration around Tumblr and Flickr that furthered my photography leaps more than it could have ever developed on its own; I’d like to pass on the photography love, so to speak.So reblog away! I’ll keep it open up until midnight on Memorial Day (the 28th). If you want to follow me while you’re at it, that’s cool too.
I’ll also throw in a few prints, because I seem to always end up with extras, and maybe something from the trusty typewriter too, you never know.
…Oh boy please ignore how awkwardly my lips line up with the hole in the packaging….
Bronson Caves, Brice Bischoff
Anonymous asked: WOW @ tumblrdatinggame(.)com WTF is this.. my little brother's roommate is on this and I think I saw you too lol
yep. most definitely moi.
Here are some cute bunnies to brighten your day
OMG the little perfectz! :3 <3 In honor of Alyssa’s new bunny, Charlie! :D
Meira and I just cries
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I’M TWO-HUNDRED PERCENT NIGGA!
HELL YES.
we listen to this all the time when we close with Bean. i know all too many of the words to this song.
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tumblr has made cats into people and i don’t like them anymore, too advanced
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onechance2live asked: Hi. So I don't exactly remember how I started following your blog or even if I have ever met you, because I tend to follow people that I've randomly met that have a tumblr. Anyways, I love your blog and the stuff you post, but who are you? lol
aw well shucks. i don’t believe we have met, maybe we have. i tend to meet a lot of people and sort of forget, which probably isn’t good. haha.
my name is Catherine…or Cat…or Kati….or whatever you choose to call me that isn’t Cathleen. because that is my mother’s name.
i live in Boise, Idaho aaaand i REALLY love skiing. haha.
