Sunday night - the end of the weekend. I'm tired, physically tired. This is a good thing, really. I spent this beautiful, warm, sunny day out in the woods in the backass end of nowhere. There's nothing quite like slogging through fallen branches and small trees, blazing your own trail through the Great Outdoors. A beautiful day, a beautiful forest (well, aside from the clearcut bits), and the wonderful feeling of tired you can only get from something like that.

There are two small problems, however. Branches and bugs. In a clearcut, it turns out, there are thousands of branches and small trees that, while still cut down, seem to be of no use to the logging companies. I suppose this is just logic, but it really hits home as each branch and tree reach up to grab you as you go by. Those and the bugs - I have no idea what those damned little winged bastards live on when I'm not there! (Oh, and for those that noticed, yes, I'm fully aware that I stole the concept of that last sentence from a certain book ... but, dammit, the paraphrasing was my own!)

Anyway, I should probably mention that I did notice that yesterday I posted that the first of anything was always the most exciting. I guess if that's true, then you and I have not much to look forward to, the way yesterday's post was! Oh well. We'll see how it goes, eh?

Okay, I said I was tired, and I am. I'm audi.