Eyes are blearing and mind unstable. A long day of work, a long week of work, home late, eat a little dinner, home work, play with kids, a little Wipeout on TV, perfect for fatigue humor. Must get sleep... but NO! Must gear whore. Go back to the same dang web sites I've looked at the last 17 consecutive nights, look at the same stuff and make the same non decision. Can't buy a sleeping bag when you can't feel it. Isn't that like a law of physics?
Not sure what I need (nothing). Read THE list, but too far away to shop for Alaska, surely I need something.... If analyzing the wieght and zipper formation of five sleeping bags on 3 sites isn't lame enough, I've gotta blog about it on a blog that only my dumb brother reads and already knows what I'm doing cause we've been talking about it every day on the phone...
I SUCK! Gotta get something on the calendar, can't survive in the endless wilderness of unspecific adventure lust much longer!
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I actually think there is one or possibly two "other" losers besides myself that read this lame-o blog!
I suck too!!!!! if I didn't have work (which is most the time) I'd be gear whoring away....
YES, I am one of those other losers, and I totally understand how you feel. It's like I can't sit still, cooped up, itching to be fishing.
Mule, if it wasn't for Alaska, I think your fish day total would be about 1.
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