David, David, David, David, David. This David thing...

There's a high ropes course I did once, I think at the Rockbridge Young Life camp in high school. At the end you're 50 (100? It was a long time ago) feet up, and they hook you into a swing and drop you off the ledge, and you swing back and forth in a huge crescent until gravity finally holds you at the bottom. That's sort of what this feels like, only the literal swing was significantly more fun.


Tonight it's been raining. It's stopped now actually, and I'm a little annoyed because I'd have fallen asleep more easily an hour ago, hearing the rain, than I will in 30 minutes. But the point is that no one wanted to walk Miley, including me, so we agreed to just let her out for a little while. You know? It's funny the things fatigue will do to your brain.
Strangely, she started barking within about 45 seconds. Yeah, weird, I know. And she didn't even come back when we called her. So unlike her. Mind you, this is after midnight. So I am out in the yard, and then in the street, barefoot in boxers and a t-shirt, stalking the dog. I followed her into a yard across the street that she seemed pretty infatuated with, and stayed quiet and waited and prayed until she finally ran close enough for me to get her. I am so glad she can't see for crap in the dark.
So anyway, it's a good thing I saved myself some time and energy by not walking the dog in the rain. Good times. On the other hand, catching a Jack Russel via mad ninja skills is pretty satisfying.



In other news, Larry called earlier and said that he and Ryan would be leaving tomorrow! So, no one really knows when that means they'll get here, as they plan to take back roads and camp and do whatever they want along the way. But possibly Monday? Ish? And that's cool, though slightly stressful. (They should be here about a week. But we don't really know.) I guess we'll do day trips and parks and maybe head to the beach for a little while.  That is, dear God, please help me make myself actually do entertaining things with my friends, rather than sit around the house in an "I dunno, what do you want to do?" circle.



Mad ninja skills.

Why am I always awake at 2 AM?

Went down  to the pond again tonight after feeding the horses, and although there were no bats, it was gorgeous. The mist was pouring over the (still unfinised) bridge, which was pretty cool to watch, and if I sat still enough I could hear noises from pretty far up and down the valley*. Why don't I live here, again?

In other news, once I finish house sitting I return to having no life (I mean, even now I have no life, but at least I'm going to get paid for it), so that's an issue. Let me know if you know anyone who's looking to hire an English major with limited job experience. Skills:

writing
proofreading
any kind of child care
saving you if you have met with an unfortunate accident:
if you have stabbed yourself in the eye
if you have broken your femur (or another bone)
if you have stabbed yourself with a fish hook
saving you if you are choking
saving you if you have nearly drowned
possibly saving you if you have injured your spine or somehow allowed your heart to cease activity.
organizing closets, drawers, or piles of crap
untying hopeless knots
taking out the trash
teaching water safety
listening to all your problems and telling you how you aren't as terrible as you think
house sitting
watching tv
reading comics
staring into space for long periods of time
painting things on rocks
writing on restaurant sugar packets




*I am fascinated by soundscapes. I was thinking whilst sitting by the pond about how (I know this isn't puzzling or anything, but I still like it) the reach of my ears could be so limited somewhere like in a cave, where there really is just nothing--drips, breathing, shifting feet--and then there in the field I could be hearing things from miles away. I love the way sound can carry so well down a hill or across water, when it's quiet. I hate the way I get so confined in crowded, closed, loud spaces that I forget.