'Git-r-done'

Yesterday was great. We wound up at the lake again, this time just Dustin and I though. We'd mentioned going on Saturday but never got around to it.. barely managed dinner at Crooked Hook's later that night. Really REALLY stoned off our heads. I think in the course of the hour or so we were at the restaurant, I was fairly unaware where I was and what I was there for. Then we wound up over at Mike and Cassandra's shooting off fireworks, four wheeling at night (that's fuckin awesome), and sittin around a bonfire. It was great, even if most of it's pretty hazy. So Sunday we had an easy morning around the house, and then left for the lake around 12:30 I think. It's a good drive, probably close to an hour and a half away.. but it flew past. We were in the car in swim suits and on the way there, it began to ran. The clouds opened up for probably 15 minutes and poured down on us as we were driving through these twisty country roads with the windows down. By the time we got down to the water, the rain had gone and the skies were clearer.

We didn't rent a boat this time.. we went there with the express intent of jumping off these tall cliffs into the water. Dustin had told me once a few years back when you used to be able to camp down by the water, he and a bunch of people had spent the night up there trippin hard.. climbing up the sides of the cliffs. A cop came upon them that night and they all wandered off in different directions into the woods, trying their hardest not to look conspicuous.

Anyway, our time spent there yesterday was nowhere near as illicit. We started off on a slightly smaller cliff but quickly got bored of that and moved onto the taller ones. Much taller. I made my way to the edge a few times to peak over at exactly how much time I'd have to contemplate my life before I hit the water. I hesitated only about three times before I backed up, got a running start, and hurled myself 30 feet down into the water below. Oh man.. that was great. We'd scale the cliffs to get to the top and then take a running leap off again and again.

Dustin was doing backflips and turns into the water and all... I never got the brave. We eventually wore ourselves out both from the force of hitting the water and from the strength used to pull ourselves 30 feet straight up the side to the top again.

We headed back into Little Rock to run an errand, wound up at Casa Mexicana for dinner, and then at Blockbuster. I must love Dustin.. I sat through a dvd of Larry the Cable Guy. Now.. I'll deny this in the future, but I actually enjoyed a good deal of his routine. Wouldn't own it myself, but definitely worth the $3 to rent it.

Ok.. I've been sick the past 3 days or so with a headcold.. and just took some meds for it and they're starting to kick in. I think I'm done here for now.