itchy

i'm itchin to go somewhere.  i've always had an itch to hit the mountains and go hiking.  never do it, never make any efforts to, but want to. 

this year i've been nagging ch to do something.  i'm so sick and tired of sitting here every weekend and either spending it on the couch doing shit all or in the pub.  why cant we get out and have a change of scenery, for crying out loud?? 

i really want to get back out to cypress this year.  in fact, quite a few of our friends are going out to camp for the weekend and i think it would be awesome if we could go along, too.  gg hinted at it, but ch shrugged it off, much to my dismay.

during one of our drunken talks, which is also known as ass talking, ch thought that we should get a small older motorhome so that we could go places without having to sleep on the ground.  i jumped all over that idea.  i think it would be fucking awesome...in fact, gg has just got himself a new trailer, so he's going to be looking to getting rid of his motorhome.  so while we were talking, ch said that we should possibly buy gg's motorhome and then we could go places like elkwater and out to kin campout and rest comfortably and not have to worry about the possibility of rain or cold.  i got really excited about that, thinking of everything we could do while we had such a thing...going camping out near the farm, going to bc in it, and hell, even going to gas city campground to spend a night.

but of course like everything else, it's all talk.  we wont get that stupid motorhome.  instead i'll sit here and ignore the itch i have to go, go, go and we will waste away weekends on the couch or in the pub.  sigh.