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(9:13 am - 10.24.2003 - mud - i feel  ) finally, my 300th entry. took long enough! next goal, #311 of course ;-) jeanette and i went camping last week. we had decided to go up to my camp for 3 nites. it ended up being only 1. we didn't even stay for a whole day. drove up wednesday around 2pm, got there around 5. the drive up was amazing. i remembered so much from my youth. nothing really changed, except for they got rid of the "moo cow" store in tionesta. the leaves were so pretty too. we stopped and got some groceries, then went to the cabin. we had to pry the window off since the keys to the place are a few states away with my aunt. we got the window off and jeanette climbed in. seems my brother has trashed the place over the years. oh well, it was a place to stay, away from everyone we know. but sometimes that can be a bad thing.... the lights were working, and so was the electricity... for awhile. i plugged in the 2 heaters we had and while i was making sandwiches, the heaters go off and the little light i had plugged into the wall goes out, fuck, the fuse blew, so we had no heat. or running water, but that didn't matter so much... i jiggled the fuses to get them to come out, and they came back on, so i just decided to leave them alone, hoping they'd stay on. after we ate we decided to check out the outhouse. it wasn't quite up for using, so we decided to go back into town to pee. we then took a drive to look for jeanettes camp. it was getting late, and we weren't having any luck finding it, so we went back to the camp to find that the power had gone out again. fuck, it was cold in that place. we just decided to go to bed. it was about 8pm. we got under my blanket from home and slept. horrible sleep. i had some interesting dreams though. at one point during the nite, i woke up and looked at the candle we had burning, and i thought the whole wall was on fire, so i pounded on jeanettes leg to get her to get up, but she didn't wake up. then i realized that nothing was on fire, the candle was just really bright. yummy candle. it's an air wick vanilla indulgence glowing candle, or some shit like that. really lasts a long time too! anyhow.... we got up about 7am. jeanette wanted to build a fire, so we got some wood together. she built the fire and we made s'mores. then it started to rain a little. jeanette cooked steaks and potatoes on the fire. the steaks turned out great and the potatoes were ok. then we decided to pack up everything and leave, since there was no heat, and everything else. we got everything in the car and the driveway was pretty muddy. so instead of backing up all the way out, in the mud, i decided to go around the tree and get back on the drive way. well, that worked until the little incline to get back onto the driveway. needless to say, the car got stuck in the mud. not just stuck, pretty much unmovable. the axle was stuck, and the whole front of the car was sitting on mud. we tried for 2 hours to get it out. plywood, digging, etc. nothing worked. and to top it off, the car was in drive, and i ended up closing the door, meaning that the doors then locked. i freaked out. the trunk was open, so i looked for a place to push down the backseat, but there wasn't any way of getting into the car, until i walked around to the passenger side, and jeanette, being a smoker, left her window down. thank fucking god. but still, we were stuck. so we started looking for houses with trucks in front of them. we walked to 4 different houses until we got someone that answered their door. an older couple, of course. the guy said he'd help us, so we walked back to our camp instead of riding with him cause we were all muddy. he looks for a place to hook onto my car to pull us out. he can't find anywhere. he thinks if he hooks onto it anywhere, front or back, it'll pull the bumpers off. ugh. so this old man decides to mess around with the mud for another 2 hours. i was so close to crying. finally he says "well, i don't know what to tell you." jeanette told him to just try pulling it out. he made her hook it up so it wouldn't be his responsibility. no problem, i just wanted that fucking car out of the damn mud. hooked up to the back, he starts to pull, and it makes a little cracking sound, but of course, the car comes right the fuck out of the mud. jesus. couldn't that have happened 2 hours earlier? seriously. i started to cry i was so damn happy/frustrated/dirty. jeanette drives it to the end of the driveway and we put some tools back and get the fuck out of there. jeanette was driving, so we went to look for her camp. we found it and it looks damn nice. next time we go camping we're staying there. we went to the gas station to piss and clean up a little. we got some ice cream. then we had to go to the car wash to get all the damn mud off of the axle and out of the tires. my feet were pruney (pruney?!?) from standing in the mud so long. my shoes were ruined. ugh. jeanette drove the whole way home and damn, was i glad to be home. i decided to take her on a "date" the next nite for all the hard work and frustration with the car. that was another adventure within itself. i couldn't find century III mall for the life of me, but whatever. went to the mall, went to eat (yum!), went to gabe's and wal-mart. then we decided to go home. both tired, and we couldn't find our way back either. bah! so frustrating! we got home and crashed, i think. fuck, i can't even remember. on monday we have to go to harrisburg to visit my mom and get the car inspected. that trip shouldn't be as much trouble as these last 2, considering i made the trip before. just as long as i don't get pulled over again. *sigh* so that's what's been going on. today we're going to see scary movie 3 and junk. gotta go to kinko's and get a picture of wayne static blown up for my brother for christmas. heh. yesterday jeanette got 2 of her teeth pulled. she got her precious vikes, so she's happier this time around. looking for a place to live is a bitch. possibly going to see chevelle, a perfect circle, and staind (for jeanette's birthday). who knows. and i listen for the whisper-of your sweet insanity-while i formulate denials-of your affect on me ~*~liz << - >> if you really loved me, you'd buy me presents |
