Machette Man

Camping last week was amazing. Dissolved mind into a hotpot of insanity. Built a shrine accidently after devolving into obsessive compulsive behaviour. Went all Mortal Kombat on a tree and was the eventual victor despite an early upset when i was knocked down for the nine count in round one (I was wandering along pulling off dead branchs from the trees for the fire when i noticed a particularly thick and incendary sample a little way up a tree. Reach up and try to snap it off, but it proves sturdier than it appears. Apply my whole body weight which makes it give, but also makes me administer a swinging downward hook to my right eye, literaly nearly knocking myself right out. After the strobbing effects inside my head and dizzyness faded, i cut that tree down and fed it into the fire, piece by piece, as i would do to all my foes if i figured i could get away with it. Took two trips, but now nothing remains but the stump). Built an inferno that could shatter rocks. Didnt sleep until long into the next day. Bruised, tired, broken and burnt, as per when camping.

An array of other stuff that was neat occured, but as i was camping this week too im that kind of tired way where my attention wanders away and gets itself entirely lost, hence the disjointed rambling. Might come back and fill you in on the other stuff, might not. Damn my lackadaisical indifference to my viewing public!