i'm doing something favorite this weekend.
i have been itching to get out of the hot hot city.
(via my free wallpapers)
i plan to come back smelling like the campfire
with pieces of pine needle in my hair
dirt smudged on my face
and a happy little heart
i sent the following email to this girl while we planned:
"my only requirements are food and a sleeping bag. i don't care if i have to sleep under a tree and pee in the woods. Also i'd prefer it if one of the guys coming grows a beard and wears flannel, because....what's a woodsie adventure w/o a delicious lumberjack?"
and of course, i meant every word.