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I smell entirely of oil lantern. My mouth tastes like oil lantern. I can't get the smell out of my nose no matter what I try. But, you know.. it's not too bad. I don't want to complain. I went on a tour that was 3 hours/ 3 miles with only lanterns. Pretty awesome, but quite a sense deprivation.. and a hike. Oh, yes, and this was inside the cave.
Right now i'm just chillin'... killin'. Waiting for the 12 am to come around. About to strip to get my smelly clothes off. I should do that. Yes.
I feel overly sedated.. I guess I could just be tired from a hard two days of driving paired with physical activity. Trace tells me of disturbing news. I wish I could call Chris and gossip some about it. Chris would have more to tell me about. I'm just a sucker for this kind of stuff. Goes to prove how um, not caught up I am in the crowd. Thank God. Now tomorrow some screaming social problem is going to surface and bite me in the ass just to show me i'm more caught up than what I'd lie and say. I've got some pretty f-ed up luck like that.

God!! DO I always sound like I'm stoned?

The thought that I have summer papers to write and summer books to read is stressing me out. Do they make summer work just so you can stress out about it and not enjoy your summer? Quit being such a worry wart. Yes, ma'am. Quit complaining, i'll beat you like a red-headed stepchild.
I like it when people call me ma'am. It's a sick, sweet and sadistic guilty pleasure. Or maybe that's when they call me lady. I haven't been referred to as a female human being in quite a while. No, I yelled at Chris the other day to open a car door or something for me and he said "Yes Ma'am" or something. Probably. That sounds about right, it doesn't matter how I remember it. I can't remember anything at all. Except summer homework. You bastards.

That's enough for now. Settle down until we write the diary entry for the day. Mm-hmm.

posted by Natticus @ 11:00 PM