It is officially the rainiest summer of my life. There has been one day without rain in the last two weeks, and I'm starting to get worried. The river that divides the US from Canada is more than 25% above the previous record for this date, and the weather reports look grim. There is river moss growing in the crack in the road in front of my house because there has been water flowing down it for so long now. I'm pretty sure the rain forest is jealous. I'm hanging tough though.
In other news, I get dish network on Wednesday (just in time for the Olympics)! I'm excited about that. I also shampooed the carpets yesterday, so all the werewolf atoms are officially gone I think.
Last night I went with a couple friends to a thing in Edmondston (the town across the river in Canada) called the Foire Brayonne. It was sort of silly, and a fat girl hit on me. There were fireworks and a band that sang in a language I didn't know: Brayonne. Brayonne is the peasant French they speak in Canada. The rain held off for an hour or two, so it was kinda fun and I am now more culturally aware maybe.
On Saturday, I led a trip up Katahdin. We were forced down by weather (what a shock), but it was still fun. We tried a route I had never done before, so it was a good adventure despite the rain. We also swam in some really cold water. I'm learning to appreciate swimming more and more. It's kinda fun.
Happy August!
Soggy Toast
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