Oh my goodness. Jurassic park is such a creepy movie! No, really. I don't think I've seen it since it first came out in what '95? '92? No, wait I just looked it up . . . it was 93. So I was 7. How on earth have I not been scarred to death every day of my life since seeing that movie at age 7? When the kids are in the car and there is only a plastic roof between them and the attacking dinosaur, and when the car rolls over the side with the little boy in it, and the multiple deaths, and the little boy getting electrocuted with 10,000 volts (now would he really live through that?), and when the woman is trying to turn the power back on and the dinosaur rounds the corner. I was on the edge of my seat! I was kind of sleepy, so that might have added to my emotions. So, yeah, I watched Jurassic Park tonight, with Stu and his friend lindsa/ey. It was intense.
On a lighter note, I went to Corvallis today with my mom to visit my Grandparents. I got to talk about China (I'm not sick of telling the same stories over and over yet), and I listened as my mom and grandparents caught up on all the lives of my mom's siblings. It wasn't a thrilling day, but what would I be doing at home?
This evening Holly and I went to battelground lake and went rafting briefly because the ranger came around and told us the park was closing soon. We picnicked on the lake with our little sack lunches and juice. We're planning an excellent little camping trip for this Friday, which I'm excited about complete with s'mores, hot dogs and fishing! Does it get much better?