Well, I went wandering for two and a half hours today. And I came back DIRTY! Actually, I lied down in the dirt because as I was coming over a rather steep rise, I saw an elk. So I hit the dirt and watched it for a while. It was grazing, and it looked like it was pretty young. Also I wandered in a direction I hadn't before, and I had to crawl under a couple barbwire fences to get back home directly. So, yeah, I was dirty. Not to mention I carried around rocks I thought fit well in my hands(That is, until I got tired of them, or found better ones). When I got home, and took off my socks, I could see where they had come up to, because above it was so dirty. Then I showered, and when I was done felt very very clean. It's nice, every once in a while. Ooh, also I made up another saying: I'd rather die with a knife in my back than from falling off a cliff because I trusted no one to help me. That's it for tonight.
-End Transmission
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I helped come up with that quote, and you know it!
You were dirty huh? I got dirty when we went out into the forrest for church. I came home and took a nice shower. I felt much better afterwards...
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