Breakneck Ridge

I used to watch Road Rules on MTV and wonder if I would be like those wussy girls that cried at every mission. After climbing Breakneck Ridge with Abbie I learned that yes, I would cry.

Abbley

-You can't Pawk ya caw here-ah!
-Hi, We're Abbley.
-What did you think when you first saw me? Ahhhwwoooogggaaaa!
-Yep we were just two guys driving around in a bug.
-Is the hot air balloon festival this weekend? (as there are 8 hot air balloons in the sky)
-uhhh... hey, how do you work this coffee machine?
-The retarded guy was laughing at me because I couldn't find you!
-I can't drink Slush Puppies because they turn my mouth blue. That's what I want! Remove the lid and the straw.
-Let me see your tattoo... hey what are you going to do when someone asks why you have the roman numeral 5 on your leg?
-What would you do if I told you I had a whole collection of cat figurines? ... What if they were Thundercats?
-my mom fixed my prom date?
-Ok- we are having a peeing contest!
-My socks are too high.... yeah I secretly noticed that too. You should change them.
-I don't wash my jeans.... ew, you don't? ... I wash mine like every other week...he's just being nice- he washes his jeans, you're gross
-C'mon Shaaawwwnnnn!
-(Abbie and I tearing the car apart to find change to buy Red Bulls at the rest stop)
-Look at that girl! She is WASTED! Her boyfriend doesn't even like her! Oh, that's your friend? I didn't know.
-(girl in red pants dancing with everyone from her seat)
-PLEASE DON'T STAND ON THE EDGE! OK- MOVE FROM THE EDGE! (guy pops up from ledge)
-Yeah this shirt used to be yellow. You didn't notice the yellow wife beater and yellow socks too? Yeah, I washed them with

Sweet Dreams are Made of These

I hate dreaming. I continuously have these extremely vivid dreams that keep my mind working throughout the night so that I never feel like I get a solid 7 hours of sleep.

Here are the dreams I've had this past week.

- Saturday Night: I am driving in through a Blair Witch-Esq woods and an owl flies into my car window and lands on my arm and I have to throw stuffed animals at it to get it off of my arm.

-Sunday Night: I'm in a field with a bunch of friends (who are really people I don't know) and there are funnel clouds popping up left and right- but I am the only person who cares and I keep running to the bathroom to hide and then running out again to try and save the other people.


- Monday Night: I am at a fair with my dad. There is a huge field and we have to cross a river of snakes to get to a shack. We walk into the shack and there is President Jimmy Carter. I hug Jimmy Carter and start crying because I realize that he is my grandfather. I tell him that I loved his book on Palestine and he was happy that the youth of Laguna Beach could enjoy it.

- Reoccurring dream: I'm on a beach being chased by a giant crab in penny loafers.

Hmmm... I should consult my dreambook on that last one.

Monday Morning Thoughts...

- Sleep! I want to sleep!
- Would they say anything if I walked in 3 hours late?
- I need to make friends with a hair stylist so I can get free haircuts
- If I get into an accident then I won't have go to work
- Stacey and Clinton would not be happy with me today
- Did I unplug the iron?
- Melaleuca trees smell like instant potatoes
- If I fell down these stairs they might let me go home
- 2 weeks till I see Abbie!
- People should not call before 9am- It's just not right
- I wonder what the owls in my dream mean
- I should suggest "Monday Half-Days"
- I need an "R" to kick some major ass in Scrabulous