lost in the memory of woods....

The ten foot drifts have gone and the nights are hot. My time is spent day dreaming of Beets, while others ponder radishes. Good thing I think radishes are gross. I love beets. Both kinds. Projects are good time wasters. Sometimes. I should cross stitch. Like an old lady. I go to UHAB. But I want to take my Sydney. She is a pony. But she doesn't realize that. Its week five of eight. Then its time to face reality. Darn. My iPod burnt a hole into itself. The saddest day of my life. Oh well. Two years everyday. Thats some pretty good life. I finally figured the best way to excel at inventory with excel. In the woods...Literally. I think about the woods to much. Do you know what scouts do in the woods? I do...I like to read poetry from smelly 11 year old boys. The End.