Friday: Still not spring. This creek seemed nice anyway.
Met Stephen and Lexington at the land of Death Metal.
Played Bauhaus on the jukebox. Assumed that someone would threaten to beat us. Instead someone bought us a pitcher of beer and invited us to their house for veggie burgers.
Saturday: It is spring. Same creek as yesterday. The water looks slightly sweeter.
In Eugene with Megan and Steve.
Wander semi-aimlessly.
Back in Roseburg.
The sky darkens.
Sunday: It hits the fan.
Monday...
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