Tuesday, May 15, 2007 / 7:50 PM
i got a job at the animal clinic already. they called me last week and i went in today for a tour. i start thursday bright and early. ick and yay.
so i've been trying to convince klaus that it's probably not a good idea to go camping. mostly because i freakin hate hiking and camping, but also because the place he wanted to go is overrun by bears. klaus is absolutely obsessed with hiking and camping and i don't get what's so fun about it. so after a couple weeks of arguing with him that i just want to go for the day, and him guilt tripping me by saying 'it's good for you, it's a great experience, nurdadurrr' we compromise at me staying for one night while he, jen and anthony stay for the rest of the five days. so the next thing to piss me off is he woke me up at EIGHT THIRTY IN THE MORNING!! i wanted to do something very violent to him. so we go up to the mud lake trail and start walking, and there are bear prints and bear crap absolutely everywhere. we saw a bear on the way up too. jen and anthony started freaking out. finally we get to the stream which is a little flooded like they tend to be in the spring. we can't find a way through with our packs on without getting our feet wet, so klaus puts on jen's crocs and takes the packs across one at a time. it takes like 15 minutes per pack and it's really freakin retarded. the rest of the time the three of us were making fun of klaus for being so obsessed and insane. jen and anthony told me they're coming home with me the next day because there's no way they're going to stay here much longer (they're afraid of being eaten). finally we get to the other side and start looking for a campsite. more bear crap/tracks and freaking out. three years later klaus turns us around and says he found one but won't tell us where it is. so then we go all the freakin way back to the stream after several backtracking trips because he forgot something. then he started making food without telling us what we were doing beforehand (i didn't bring my sweatshirt because i thought we were going to set up camp) so after awhile i run back to the packs for my sweatshirt without telling anyone just to spite klaus. i knew he would scold me and crap when i got back and he did. he couldn't get any cans open with the ghetto oldschool can opener so stabbed them open and got juice everywhere that would most likely track bears. it took a really long time. hours later we're sitting around doing nothing and klaus is attempting to clean out the cans so bears wouldn't smell it and says 'umm is anyone having second thoughts about camping?' and anthony's like 'FINALLY!!!!!' so we went home. but first klaus had to take all the packs back across and a bunch of unnecessary bullcrap. on the way back we saw another bear, and all three of them laughed hysterically the whole way home how they could have been eaten alive. i didn't get it. they all camped and ate in a tent in the front yard while i slept in a nice warm bed INDOORS. if you think i'm missing out, something is grotesquely, hideously wrong with you. oh god, and i got sunburn on my face. i was burning. that day i learned never to take crap from foreigners.
they left today. they went back to missoula to hike the rattlesnake. yesterday he was gushing how we could all get up early and go on day hikes for the rest of the week. yeah right. me, get up early. i would probably disembowel you if you woke me up before 10. especially if it was to go hiking.
in case you couldn't tell, school's out for summer. i'm sad i may never see hannah again. i also hope i pass all of my classes. two of them were a little sketchy.
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