Gonna do 1,500 words at Upper Walls this morning, where I'm currently posted up looking out at a completely EMPTY gym. There's not a single soul here. Don't know if I've ever seen this. It's an ideal work environment. Beautiful boulders to stare at, and no human distractions.
Perfect for a writer hellbent on 1,500 words of literary perfection.
Could I open a climbing gym? In Port Angeles? In Sequim? No, not enough people.
Still no people.
The music is loud.
The girl at the front desk is stoked there's no one here. Nothing for her to do, or at least less for her to do, and no one to fall and break their ankle and require a LOT for her to do.
My hands are fucking freezing.
So, we're climbing outside tomorrow. I want to of course try to make some progress on Stinkin' Slopers, but I'd also maybe like to try Water V6? Some moves on Obesity V6? I say V6 of course for Obsesity cuz it's guidebook V7 but I take the average grade from the guidebook, Mountain Project and Sendage, and it's a V6 on the latter two. It seems HARD, since it's so overhung, but i guess the holds are pretty good and maybe the feet are pretty good, too?
Definitely didn't need that shot of mezcal yesterday.
Current candidates for my first V6:
Ryan's Problem
Obesity
Leggo My Ego
Metroid Prime
Water
So far the one I've put the most work into BY FAR is Leggo, though that's not to say much work since every time I've tried the bottom it's shut me down so hard that I've given up quickly. But I've made progress on the middle which is important. I could now probably do it from being matched on the rail, i.e. I've gotten to the thumb catch and set up for the huck but haven't done the huck, which means I just need to puzzle out the bottom. The bottom isn't fun, but I suspect it actually kind of is once you get it dialed. It's not fun for me because I can't do it.
Current candidates for more V5s:
Schist Cave Right
Pentaphobia
Stinkin' Slopers
Alfalfa or Spanky
Miller Light
Gates of Fire
The White Arete
Pretty Woman
V4's I'd like to do to build out my pyramid more:
Sunshine Daydream
Serenity Now
The Slot Problem (I have fantasies of flashing this one)
Twisted Tree
Silver Slippers
Jesus Christ just did a little world war three action in the bathroom downstairs at Upper Walls. Luckily no one waiting to go in after me. Some people have shown up at the climbing gym. There's a guy trying the blue that starts with a toehook but he doesn't seem to see the hold you toehook. He's failing. The girl he's with just climbed a purple. I want a crusher to show up so I can learn something from them. I wish that insanely sexy girl with the Washington tattoo on her shoulder would show up, or Theresa. Theresa is a crusher. At least bro who was trying toehook blue is kind of a crusher. He's trying another blue, now. The music is kinda bomb. I'm getting into a bit of a rhythm, and who cares that most of this 1,500 words so far has been spent discussing these 1,500 words or my direct surroundings.
Where are the crushers?
Today is like day eight or nine of abstinence. I feel superhuman in some ways. No caffeine, and abstinence. But I'm not sure how long I can keep it up. I want to do at least two weeks but I'd rather just go until the abstinence can be ended in a natural way. It's such a motivating factor. I feel more motivated in all aspects of life, less apathetic, and certainly it changes things in the afternoons when I have nothing else going on. Get out and do something! Go meet people!
Last night H and N and I were at Hilltop in Queen Anne eating burgers and drinking cider and having a vitriolic argument over buying a house in Mexico. N wanted to do thinks completely by the book, H wanted to do the opposite, and I mostly just sat there and listened to them. The burger was delicious, as usual. I had a Greek salad to accompany it. Then we headed out into the freezing night air to walk to Bar Miriam, where the plan was to have one more drink. The place was kind of poppin', and so we had to stand at a narrow table in the middle of the room. I felt pretty great though, despite the exposure. There looked to be no single girls there. Our server was cute, though, and ended up talking to us quite a bit. She had a tattoo of a ferry on her forearm, which I liked because having grown up on an island I enjoy ferries. They were a big part of my life growing up. They're still a bit part of my life. I hope they're a big part of my life forever.
The vibes were good and I don't know how it happened but I ordered shots for everyone, including the server, without consulting anyone. N only drank half of his. The server downed her completely in one gulp. H sipped his. At this point I was feeling slightly loopy but also happy and after paying we went outside and outside I let myself be pressured into going BACK in and asking the server for her number. It was awkward. She looked like she didn't really want to, but J thinks that might just be me projecting. Either way, she gave me her number, but lord knows I haven't text her yet. I don't plan to text her anytime soon. I don't know what I plan to do with the number. I guess text her and ask her if she wants to get drinks? Ask her if she boulders and if so would she like to go climbing sometime? I have nothing to lose, really. I supposedly have a date this weekend with a girl from Hinge, though the specifics aren't nailed own on that yet. I kind of wish I hadn't ended things with Carly. I kind of wish I hadn't ended things with Jamie. Kind of.
ANYWAY, enough about my personal life, that's none of your business, frankly, though now it's exactly your business.
Mostly I just told that story because it's a good way to take up words.
I'm watching Shawn Raboutou flash Spectre V13 and it's making my palms sweat.
Oh shit I'm up to 1,100 words now. Our journey is almost at an end.
Our journey together.
As lovers.
If someone doesn't start trying pinks or whites soon I'm gonna throw a tantrum. But I don't wanna go down to Main cuz it smells like a gym sock down there. But I also might run into someone I know there, which would be cool. But I also might run into -----, which would not be as cool. I wish I could just climb today, but I can't do that cuz I'm climbing outside tomorrow. J and H can take turns carrying the other pad up. That way we'll have two big pads up there, which is so much better than one pad. We'll start at the Warm-up Slab and maybe J will be psyched to try Rocksteadeasy V3, and maybe I'll resend it. Then we'll go up to The Button V3, since I think J will be super psyched on both that and Steppin' Razor, and I think H could be pretty psyched as well. Then we'll do a quick interlude at Water V6, and then head to Stink' Slopers for a bit so I can get my paws on it.
Ya?
Bien.
Me alegro.
Callate.
Quien diablos es esta mamacita en la blusa violeta. Diablos tiene la piel porcelana.
Still no crushers.
Hands are still cold.
K well I'm gonna do some yoga. I only need another 120 words and that can easily be accomplished with one run-on sentence that I'll embark on right here, much like a long ship voyage, talking about everything I've talked about so far, summarizing it, and what I could say if I were forced to summarize it would be that I'm stoked on climbing right now and stoked on projecting V6's and V5's so I can meet my goal of climbing one more V5 and one V6 this fall. Though actually I think I'll end the run-in sentence right there because to continue it would've been a bit unnatural. We'll do a run-on thought, though. Today's a new day. It's 11:05am on 11/11. Which means I need to make a wish in six minutes. What will I wish for?
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