Hey guys,
I just went camping!! (for somethin like the 3rd time ever) It was very much fun. We went to Big Bend campground in Roosevelt National Forest. There was a beautiful hiking trail (roaring creek I think) that we went about half way up yesterday. There were streams and beautiful views. I also bought my first pair of hiking boots on friday and I'd say they're highly recommended (especially compared to my blown out white sneakers with no traction... come on guys... you know the ones ;o)
Sleeping however, was a little bit challenging. It was sooo cold!! I was in a mummy bag all sinched up and still freezing. (I've determined I'd make a terrible larva) Luckily though, by the time I got up in the morning the nice boy I went with had built a fire. I like boys that can make fire, it makes camping so much more comfortable. Of course, I could make it too, but that would involve coldness and an extra hour or so of wakefullness.
I've taken a leave of absence from work but due to incompetent management, it got translated to Ken as my quitting. So jobless once again, I've got lots and lots of time so who knows? Mabye I'll post again soon. Take care <3 katie

My Sofa

I know this one seems a little trite but stick with me on this one.
For Tom J. :
My Sofa
I think that people in relationships are a lot like furniture.
When a piece of furniture is created, the makers take care to carefully mold it, shape it keep it from harm.
They care for and protect it as long as they can, but eventually the furniture gets bought
It’s usually the first owner that does the most damage
Stripped of its past protection, the surface is exposed to show the pristine beauty of the purchase
But perfection is vulnerable and with each misstep a chip is made and careless words form cracks along the edges
After a while, it begins to look worn and a little worse for wear
The owner begins to covet other things and eventually chooses what he or she thinks is an upgrade
There’s not room for old and new in the same house so the old furniture is thrown out to the curb for whatever stranger it happens to attract
The cycle begins again
But this time, old cracks grow deeper
Old chips will splinter till once again its out on the curb
Not until time is taken to repair the damage will things stop getting worse
Afterwards, the furniture becomes a thing of quality with history that makes it stronger than before
One might ask why the furniture just doesn’t leave and look for a new stranger with an eye for refinishing.
But when was the last time you saw a sofa just get up and walk away?