bringing it back for the 10,000th time

Why oh why am I so unmotivated when it comes to updating this thing. It's like I'll want to do it, but when it comes time to actually do it, I get distracted. I feel a big part of this is due to the horrible mess of files that are on my computer. I just deleted 25 gigs worth of stuff off my laptop just a few minutes ago. Hopefully it helps. I'm running out of excuses for my laziness.

Ok so I went camping from Sun-Wed at Pinery Provincial Park. It's off the southern part of lake Huron. The campground was pretty nice, really big, which kind of sucked because we spent a lot of time driving around, but definitely lots to do and see. Our actual campsite kind of blew because it was sandwiched between families. I don't mind families and kids and all, but these people were super campers. And all the families knew eachother so it was one big fam jam.

It was a pretty chill trip. Sunday was spent setting up and checking out the scenery. We got there pretty early and got to our campsite around 2 but the assholes that were there before us had not left yet, despite the 2pm time limit. I was getting pretty angry, especially since we drove by the site at 2 and two broads were just sitting at the picnic table chillin' and not packing their shit. Haaaa I'm pretty sure Sunday night was when we had the visitor come by. I brought this plastic container to hold all of our stuff in, well I didn't think that a raccoon could open the lid. It's like two in the morning and we wake up to these rustling/scratching noises. I take out a flashlight and notice that our marshmellows that were once located in the bin, are now at the other end of the campsite. I get out of the tent and start looking around. I couldn't see anything around me so I go back in. A few minutes later the rustling sounds return. I pop my head out of the tent and notice that the coon is now INSIDE the container. I get all papparazzi in it's face with my camera and flashing in its face, and what does the little fat ass fucker do? it starts hissing at me! At this point Christen is screaming out the tent telling me to not fuck with the coon. So it managed to get out of the bin, and ran away into the trees...and THEN WHAT DOES IT DO? It comes back a few minutes later and starts attacking the garbage bag we had hanging from the tree. This raccoon was out for a vengeance.

On Monday we hit up the beach that was located right behind our campsite. The beach was pretty awesome, despite the huge ass sand dunes we had to tread through to get to the lake. Very pretty, but not in favour of the fatty that is me. We spent a few hours on the beach, and then headed back for sausages and booze.





Tuesday morning was horrible. I woke up around 6 and it was so cold and windy I wanted to rip my face off. It also didn't help that we didn't have a mattress to sleep on. Ah, nothing like sleeping on the cold ground. I'm not even sure what we did that day, but sometime after noon the weather got a lot better and we went canoeing for a couple of hours.


Later that night, I think I ate a whole bag of marshmellows. I'm not sure what demon took over my body, but it was kind of scary. I woke up all sticky. So it wasn't the healthiest trip, but whatcha gonna do?


We hit up the No Frills in Grand Bend. Those are probably the best chips I have ever eaten, and for 99cents!

Wednesday morning brought the suck as well. We had planned to go to the beach that afternoon before it was time to check out but the skies were overcast all morning and it was freezing (surprise surprise). We were going to go and check out some of the trails, but I said screw it.

So what do you do when you're on your last leg, cold, sore, and ready to go home?You stop at the Mandarin! We took a little detour through London and decided to get some lunch. I don't think I've ever not had desert at the Mandarin, but this time I was absolutely defeated. I was on my second plate of food and I was having a really hard time with it. It was a Mandarin first.

So yeah, since Wednesday afternoon I've been hanging out at home not doing a single thing. Going back to work on Tuesday is going to suck the life right out of me. Uggggh.

I was going to post some pictures from camping but I'd have to resize them ...and I don't feel like putting in that kind of effort right now.
EDIT: ok, I did it. Taking steps forward...