So I haven't been able to post recently because when I went skydiving the other day my chute went so far wide of the landing zone I really had no idea where I was. Upon getting stuck in a tree I had to befriend a small squirrel who after several days of starving- and attempting to communicate with the furry thing I convinced it to chew through the material. I can tell you waiting and feeling each strand go as I dropped minutely lower second by second was agonizing in the least. Not to mention the insane craving I had for a cheeseburger. Finally enough of the chute was released that it ripped and I tumbled about 20 inches to the ground. I set off in hopes of finding civilization when I was suddenly aware that the squirrel had made off with my wallet. With no ID nor money I wandered the streets only to come across a burger joint. However, with no money I was forced to walk by it, and kept on walking until I found my way home, where I had a cheeseburger and was able to blog again.
April Fools
Trip Dates Decided
13 years ago
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