Update

Quick and dirty update.

I'm not sure how or why, but my beard is in full effect. This isn't a neatly trimmed facial configuration, I'm sporting a full lumberjack/mountain man growth. It's like a wild vagina on my whole face. The only part I trimmed was the underside of my neck, I had to keep it somewhat tame for the office. The beard is extremely thick, and getting bushy. My hair is getting pretty long, too. I'm not sure what the look is, or if chicks are into it, but it's easy to maintain and I like it. I just wake up and go. In many ways I wish I didn't have a "corporate" job, suits and Blackberrys are depressing. I think I could be happier as a mechanic, or fisherman, but I have made my choices.

Went out with Bear last night, she leaves for San Diego today. Still no feelings on that. I almost canceled on her last night because I was tired and not up for whatever zany adventure she had planned, but I stuck to our plans because she seemed really excited. For all her foibles, Bear treats me well. When she showed up she knew I was having a shitty day and insisted I take my shirt off and gave me a 30 minute backrub, which she knows I love. I realize it is a little thing, but it's a sign she's a good person - thoughtful.

This morning I was looking in my drawer for a t-shirt and came across two t-shirts and a thong stacked together that belonged to Kay. I started to toss them in the trash, but stopped at the last second. I didn't see myself calling her to give them back, and I doubt she even knows I have them, so what would be the point? I suppose if they were mine I might want them back, but at the same time I might think they weren't worth the potential aggravation. I stuffed them back in the drawer, I'll deal with them later.

With Bear out of town I have a feeling this is going to be a wild weekend. I think I'm meeting my friend Andy out tonight for drinks. He's a tall, good looking dude who does well with the ladies, so he's a great wingman. Frankly, I think I'm his wingman. I'm content to hang back and let him do the work and just take his scraps. The height is really a homing beacon for women...damn you short ancestors (I'm just over 5'10")! I think Andy is still talking to that girl South, so maybe she'll meet us out and bring some of her friends. Saturday my sister and I are going to watch some football at a local pub.

Thanksgiving kayaking trip was called off. The outfitter that was going to rent us the kayaks pulled out yesterday. He is afraid that our complete and total lack of experience will certainly lead to death by hypothermia.

I quote the outfitter:

"I would again caution you that because of the weather conditions in late November you are running a very high risk of hypothermia and possible frostbite which can lead to permanent life altering injuries and or death.

I am quite concerned about this as you can see, you are doing this as an unguided trip without a support staff and this is a concern of mine.

One of the reasons for my concern is there are areas along this river that do not have road access for miles and if a mishap would occur you would need to have very strong outdoor survival skills for this environment not only for yourself but your friends as well."

He ended his extremely long email by summarily refusing to rent us the gear we requested, implying that he would be saving three lives.

Lastly, no word from United.