Misanthropy

29.3.8 280 lbs. (+/-)

Went in tonight thinking there was gonna be a comp, but it ain't 'til next week. Just as well, 'cuz i climbed like crap. The tapeworm has left me for the moment.

i've come to hate people who have friends. It irritates me to see people around each other who seem to like being in the same place at the same time. i went in tonight thinking i might get to hook up with some cats what climb around my level, but it wasn't to be. Just a whole buncha noobs who all seemed to like bumbling around and falling a lot and joking around with each other-- the bastards. Seeing happy people with social skills just sucks the life right outta me. i sat there quietly watching this group of assorted tattooed, burly Hispanics hurling themselves at this one problem over and over again. i was already nuclear pumped, and i thought there might be a possibility of falling off of this problem and thus fitting in; but no. i even stalled half-way up as though i were searching for some really complicated foothold or something, just so's not to look like i was sandbagging, but if that silly climb went at hard 0 i'd say it was over rated. You could climb that thing with yer chin and some elbows. There was a point when fitting in became no longer worth it: namely, when i started thinking out loud that they'd have a way better chance of sending if they'd take less than three minutes to do it.

At any rate, if i could lose 15 lbs. i wouldn't need any friends.