Kitekitekite

It was pretty outside today at 3... So I left work to fly a kite with Mr. Nik. Totally not gay. TOTALLY.

We made a pretty cool video of it before Nik broke his frisbee and I ripped my pants.

On a fence...

AGAIN.

That's the third pair of pants that I have ripped on a fence. However, this time, I was not drunk. I don't know if that speaks to my credit or not... Well, regardless, it was either ripping my pants open or my hand on the rusty, rusty jaggedness that was the fence top.

Also, blogger.com has been horridly slow lately... So I haven't been updating that often... It was totally blogger's fault and not mine at all. Yea.