wild trials

much as that might sound like kangaroo court, chuffed to be on the crew for the inaugural national wild trials! 

i mean, it was only a matter of time before i slept in a tent. having slowly upped the ante with every wilderness trip , surely there was a tent on the horizon. never mind that the one time i slept in a tent, i accidentally flooded it with an ill-closed 3 litre bottle. it wasn't rain or a leaky tent, like i'd thought mid-slumber. never mind that i've actually never pitched a tent (why thank you, my ever-able manfriend). also, never mind that we'll be pitching tents IN THE DARK because we get to the dales at night. after all, that's what a head torch is for, isn't it! can you tell i'm secretly dreading sleeping in a tent? during a frosty spring? with only a sleeping bag for warmth? 

also, there might not be an electrical outlet at the campsite (!!!) that's one of the first things i asked C and he didn't miss a beat, asking whether this was for my hairdryer... -_- just how does one tell mr. wilderness himself, who makes artificial airways in sheep throats and drains pigs' lungs as "practice", that yes, i need my hairdryer.

negativity aside, am psyched for the weekend away! never mind that my big fat 6000 word fail-this-and-fail-the-year paper is due 2 days after we return. last minute paper-churning fueled by abject fear and desperation is sooo freshman year i.e. 2006.

the cafe series continues tomorrow! just thought i'd throw some early weekend eggcitement into the mix. and speaking of eggcitement, 12 hours, 12 pubs, 12 pints tomorrow! let's see how far i get haha. no prizes for guessing, "not very."