ISO: m/w funloving outdoorsey type

I had a dream last night that I was racing through the snow, barefoot, trying to catch up with somebody I could barely make out. My feet got so cold and it was hard to run. Weee what a feeling.

My internship is officially over on Tuesday. But the question is, what next? I doubt they'll add my name to the credits. Even thought I DID help with their stupid movie. Sheesh. I don't even want to go into it.

I'm bored in this town. I tried to meet people my owwn age, but I guess they are all in hiding. Where are you young 22 year olds? Are you all just plastered and sitting in bars and going home with strangers you met at those bars? Is that what my life is supposed to be like? ARGH! I want a really good friend who likes to go outside and rollerblade or rock climb or just lazily drift down the river. Then we can catch a movie and complain about the faulty plot line over italian sodas at the local yuppie espresso cafe and later catch a comedy show. Then much later we can get plastered on the porch and chuck water balloons at passing cars and pass out on the couch listening to oldies.

Has this turned into a want ad? In Search Of...geez oh man. I think I'll bring back the good ol' Haiku by Lori.

I hear your phone ring
Dad's playing video games
I'm just sitting here

Oh man, I lost my touch. Booo! Get outa here!

old junk ...new junk