I don't know that I'm ever going to try any of this crazy stuff they're teaching us to survive... but it's still fun to know. Look out White Mountains, if you suddenly pop up under me and I have a chance to go through my pile of stuff in my closet, I can survive long enough to get out!

In other news, I agreed to go to Waterville Valley with a small winter school group led by my friend... Sunday I'll go skiing, unless they discover they don't actually need my car. Yeah, I'm starting to think that I may just punt. Sad, ain't it? I don't know why, I need to be pushed and shoved kicking and screaming into doing something that's a lot of fun. I guess I just like sitting at home and relaxing more than doing fun things.

Or something. It's my inherently lazy nature, in some ways. How do you beat such a thing? I can't keep being a burden on my friends this way, making them push me into things...