9:00 am
We're on the way out the door to breakfast. I am pissed because my dad woke me up out of what had become a very solid sleep. Today we are hiking Rattlesnake Ledge. The video cam will be with me; apparently it's one of the most scenic views in Washington. If it can compare to Rainier looming up above the sound, it has to be pretty close.
10:37 am
Just got back from breakfast. The place was known for its cinnamon roll french toast. Frankly, I was underwhelmed with the product. It was decent though, and got me fairly full. Now we are leaving for the hike. I am taking my backpack; hopefully it doesn't become to cumbersome.
A quick update about the roadtrip: the route has now changed to a jaunt up the east coast, and the departure date has been moved back to July 5th. Details will come later, but I will say that now I'll be able to attend the Dave Matthews concert. So that is a plus.
I really love this Coldplay CD.
4:40 pm
Wow, what a hike. It was four miles round-trip. The first two were all uphill, but the view was well worth it. You can't see anything like that in the North Carolina mountains. Snow-covered caps as far as the eye could see. And below, a lake that was nearly as blue as the Pacific.
There was this bird up there, I think it was an eagle, and it kept sweeping down at all the people. I guess there was some sort of nest up there.
I am so fucking tired. We are now about to go to dinner.
9:28 pm
Dinner was pretty solid, and at the $400 price tag that it carried, it was quite necessary for it to be. We ate at this place called Tilth, which is so hXc organic that most of the stuff has been deemed "wild." But the food itself was extremely good. We tried a bunch of different dishes. My personal favorite was the duck burgers, which is the staple item on their menu.
During the meal I got one of the worst headaches I'd ever had. The waiter brought me a couple pills, and at first I was a bit skeptical about taking them. But I did, and that thing kicked the headache. I guess it might have been some sort of organic aspirin. Whatever it was, it did the trick.
Just got off the vid chat with Virginia. The built-in iSight on Macs is a very nice feature. I think I am going to read a bit of my book right now, the one mandated by the Dean at UNCW for every incoming freshman to read. I believe it is called "Never Let Me Go." It seems to have a plot along the lines of 1984. I am not sure yet if that is correct. I'll let you know.
11:05 pm
I am about to hit the hay. Still listening to this Coldplay. Shit is gettin more and more legit by the listen. It's that shit that you hate to love, but it is just too damn good to hate, or even be apathetic about. Makes me want to make very passionate, yet very beautiful love all night long. Preferably to two girls at once, although Virginia has repeatedly told me that she does not approve. Yikes, hope she doesn't read that. TMI? Oh well.
I read another chapter in that book, Never Let Me Go. It is getting mildly interesting, and I was pretty sure that I had a good lead as to where the book was going. Sure enough, I was right. These kids are clones, and they are merely being used for their organs so that their "possible," or the person they were cloned from, can live longer and healthier. Got the synopsis off of Wikipedia of course. I think I spoiled the book for myself in a way. Dammit. Oh well, at least now I will know exactly what the fuck is going on.
Man, I love this MacBook. I hate knowing that I have scratched it up a bit. I am so OCD when I get something new, especially some piece of technology. Why, I don't know. I probably won't care about it in about...a year....
I just want to sit up here all night and listen to Coldplay.
This random dude I used to swim with randomly IMed me a couple of minutes ago. It is 2:10 am where he is, so that in itself made it quite a surprise that I got a message from him. But the true shock was what he said: he told me that my swim coach was gay. He said that he had met a girl who knew his "partner." Sounds like a crock of shit.
I may try to get some sleep now. I really wish my iMovie would stop freezing up. I am not sure what is wrong with it.
I wonder what is in store for tomorrow. Hopefully nothing too strenuous. I know that I will not be able to handle another four mile hike up a fucking mountain. I think tomorrow's events involve a ferry ride. Should be nice and relaxing.
Some song just came on that I do not know. The Coldplay CD ended, and now I am listening to...."It's You," by Annie Stela. I like it. This is not something that I would typically like. I think in any other setting I would not like this song. But tonight, I am in the zone. Man, this is some baby-making music, and I don't know why. I just know that I want my first born to be conceived as my ears digest the notes of Stela's aforementioned "It's You." Goodnight, Seattle. Chad Thomas, hopefully not sleepless for long.
And goodnight to you too. You know who you are. (I hope that does not sound queer, cliche, etc. That mystery person probably does not know that he or she is the person I am directing this comment to. Yes, you.)
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