sneakyfreak

keeping track of my day to day.

9/27/2002

fridays are so good when they come to an end.
right now i am just waiting. tomorrow we are getting up early to go hiking at Yellow Aster Butte in the North Cascades. We are going with Brian, Tina and Hana... YAB is supposed to be beautiful, an 8 mile hike with views of Mt. Larrabee and other peaks.

I am relieved to be getting out of town, though my instincts tell me just to hole up in the appartment and read. Not this weekend though. No rest for the wicked, and i be bad.

9/24/2002

results in:
sinuses clear
no fracture

woo hoo.

i am just bruised and sore. no big breaks.

now if it would just stop hurting.
nose xrayed.
waiting for results.
sore and swollen.

9/23/2002

if there is one truth to being nick it is "if you are near the water you will get wet".
great weekend. friday night linda and i went sailing with gma, gpa and mom. we headed over to pt. madison where we rafted up with a bunch of boats from cyc and had a big ham and chicken dinner. then we adjourned to Indian Summer where Murray and Pierce joined us for coffee and port and talk of tall ships. We spent the night over there and had a beautiful sail home early saturday morning. What an amazing way to start the weekend. Saturday we putzed around the house till evening when we went out for dinner at Bacchus just off broadway. Also ran into Riz and made plans and then into Kristen who we went home with for a while.
Yesterday we went out to westport for surfing and boogie boarding. the waves were small but perfect. A very successful trip except for a small matter of the surf board smacking me in the nose at some point... i think it is broken... i have a big bruise across the top of it and my eyes are blackening. gots to go to the dr. the nose breaking did not hamper or put a damper on the day at all. Home to dinner at Brian's house.. oysters and fresh snapper.

I could use one more day of rest.

9/20/2002



Your pirate name is:


Dirty William Flint



You're the pirate everyone else wants to throw in the ocean -- not to get rid of you, you understand; just to get rid of the smell. Like the rock flint, you're hard and sharp. But, also like flint, you're easily chipped, and sparky. Arr!

9/12/2002

hey all,
linda and I recently spent a week sailing with my grandparents, Russ and Barb Cohn.
here are some photos.

sorry for not updating lately... but as some of you know, my life is now top secret.

later,
nick "man of mystery" peters