Camping
8/30/2005 07:44:00 a.m.
...except.
There was a wedding in town, and a bunch of the party-goers had tents two slots down from us at the campground. Which would've been fine except that they decided that 4 AM was the perfect time to turn on their stereo and blare craptastic music. I seriously considered just getting up, packing up, and driving home -- it's only half an hour from my house to the campground -- but I knew the campground gates were locked. So I lay there and fantasized about what I would do if I had a million-candlepower hand-held floodlight. Eventually I got to sleep, but it wasn't what you'd call a quality sleep.
How was your weekend?
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