Christmas tree battles

Okay the title to this post means nothing. It was the first thing that popped into my head.

I'm sitting out here in my garage since I've been voted out of the island that is my house. Outcast. Forsaken. But really my brother is coming down so my room is now his room, and our guest bedroom now belongs to his kids.

So instead of sitting on my leather sofa in the living room, which I prefer to be naked on, I'm out on my futon in my garage. I feel like I'm in a prison and that I shouldn't show my face around the house.

On another note a few friends and I managed to rope together a few logs down by the river. Five logs to be exact and it was pretty kick ass for a little while. We managed to float our way down the river into the "rapid" area where we were thrown off course and which we were slammed into a downed tree which for some reason was relaxing there in the rapid area. It was pretty scary to tell you the truth, fun as hell, but scary. If I wouldn't have moved I would have easily broken one, if not both of my legs.

But since I'm super badass I managed to jump ship by standing perfectly on one of the out of control logs and then dived into the water.

After that we had to go back up stream which is pretty hard when the water moves faster than you can swim. We also mistaken one of our ropes, which we managed to salvage from the wrecked raft, for a snake. And when you're in water you cant touch the bottom and there's a freaking water snake swimming around everything goes into Get-the-fuck-out-of-the-water mode.

We later went and caught some crayfish, one of my newest favorite past times.

That was mainly my day. Along with the four mile run before hand and along with opening up my outdoor pool when I got home.

All this activity has really started to take its toll on my body. I'm red-er than a lobster from over exposure to the sun and my legs are all cut to hell. Along with my bodies fat reserves diminishing.

Well that's all for now. I'll see you guys on the flip side.