Rumbling Bald and the curse of Maintenance

WTF. There goes night bouldering during the weekdays. I am totally distraught right now. The next thing you know they will be selling rumbling bald tee-shirts and big stuffed boulders in the shape of the crescent. FireFly cove will have guided tours and the whole scene will become a spectacle for mainstream amusement. WTF. Of course there are other boulder fields out there but I want to send these specific projects while I still can. Edward Abbey would shit himself.

Still Here

Ok. Good News: My boyfriend is being nice to me again i.e. not nagging and I think that whole period in our relationship has come to an end. Thank Goodness. Although, I really do need to find someone else to climb with because it has become more apparent that my ability level is so much lower than his and I find myself without a spotter due to his need to run off and work on a project. I want him to enjoy himself BUT sometimes it is just not fun for me. We don't work on climbs together like I would with a partner of my ability level and although I learn a lot from him, I think it is kind of a one way street. I have nothing to offer. Bad News: I hurt my wrist and I have no finger tips. I want to go swimming because it is the best climbing exercise EVER but without tips and a totally functioning wrist, I am a no go for the pool. So I have been eating A LOT and wanting to go climbing so bad it hurts. I am so close to finishing the girl beta for leprechaun promenade that I only need three or four more sessions to slap that sucker all together and then any girl (well at least one my height or taller) will be able to climb that silly V5. I mean sure, I could train and learn how to campus and stick a Mary Poppins swing but I want to contribute this one thing to world of female climbing. Shit. I have only been working on it for the past three months and it is a real V5, unlike the crystalline entity.

Wish I could Campus

http://vimeo.com/2307340 If I could campus, dyno, and float a little... it would be so much easier to climb.

I tried and trued

I wish my current boyfriend would stop nitpicking at me. Last night I drove all the way to his house (35 minutes away) after work. I take him to dinner ($69) then I take him to the movies ($21) which is all the way back where I live (so another 35 minute drive). Then we go back to his house (another 35 minute drive) and so for some reason he thinks it is ok to get mad at ME for saying that his armpits stink! I had the worse cramps last night and since he was MAD at me for saying that his armpits stink he was not the least bit compassionate. He wouldn't even cuddle with me because he wanted to throw a hissy fit. Last weekend was even worse because he wanted to break up with me because I left a plate, an un-opened beer, and a towel on the floor. Even though I have done his dishes, made his bed, scooped his litter box, cleaned up the crap he leaves in MY car, and once again driven to his house numerous times to see him. He complains that I don't respect his feelings and then has the audacity to accuse me of cheating on him or not finding him attractive anymore. I just wish that he would just tell me what is going on instead of trying to push me away by his seemingly constant criticism. He says that I have been acting distant lately and wonders why.

The Things We Do For Blood

Climbing. It is truly a dangerous drug. There is so much preparation that goes into the whole picture. First, you must be strong and know how to use your body. Second, you have to have a good head and allow the moment to take a hold of you so you don't freak out about the fact that your spotter is drinking your beer and is NOT going to catch you. Third, you have to be smart enough to listen to your body so you don't get injured. Fourth, when you get injured because you always will, you must try to continue climbing but figure out a way not to use that injured body part. (For example, if you hurt your ankle, you have to figure out a way to climb with one leg. Or if you hurt your shoulder, you have figure out a way of climbing with one arm or with your teeth.) Fifth, you have to always keep trying newer and harder climbs because the rush is so addictive that if you don't send, you will feel blue for days and obsess. "Maybe I should have put my hand there...?" "Maybe I should have switched my feet before...." "Maybe..."

Big Bad Rock

I have finally found someone that is interested in climbing this beautiful route in a not so secret area. There is a great possibility that this route might be an aid climb ie it might not have been freed before. I was so excited about this route but now I am slightly worried that climbing this route might be far above my abilities...no pun intended. It is so beautiful with its vast exposure and orange face. It reminds me of Smith and of time when I was stronger, so long ago. I cannot help but to be pleased with myself I have only been back in the rock rodeo for a little over four months but that might not be enough. I suppose I must train.

Howdy OUT there

This Blogger thing reminds me of being up on stage and the stage lights are so high that I cannot see if anyone is out in the audience. HELLOOOOO autonomy! If this were really a stage I would make the mic feedback so I could detect the audience... Too bad this is not real life huh? Alright, let me explain how someone who has only been on this site for 3 days has somehow managed to write 160+ blogs. Well, the answer is simple, I have been writing for the past four years and this is the only crap I have to offer the cyber, jack me off, then stalk you world. I will apologize now for any disappoints my writing will cause you in the future and in the past. Really, did you notice my suicidal stage about 50 blogs ago? Or my obsession for revenge and my lust for climbing? More than likely NOT because I am such a terrible writer that it would be impossible for me to convey such expressions of emotion. So just bear with me and DON'T LAUGH!! I'm more serious than a scary clown in your boyfriend's lingerie.