My camera doesn't work, all my clothes have sand in them, and to top it off my guitar is fucked. The neck is separating from the body due to the change in climate and humidity i think. Or it could just be the guitar was cheap in the first place. Amanda had a guitar that has been sitting here for days and I took it upon myself to tune it today. I have been playing it all day since and asked her if she would want to sell or trade it. She said that she would think about it but I am not really counting on it now. Especially since today I accidently used their water to make a shower with. I gave them a gallon of our water to replace it though so I think she isn't to angry with me. Samuel and I made an oven with some cinder blocks we found in the area today. Then we took a long walk into town tow get supplies for making dinner with. After we got back everybody else went into town and I was left all alone. My mind ate away at me a lot more about Jaime when I was by myself. So I tried to keep myself occupied by preparing dinner. I got some chicken and vegetables and made a peanut sauce for a stir fry. When everybody came back we started a fire and got dinner going.
Dinner was a feast. The stir fry with wild rice was delicious, everybody loved the peanut sauce but I wasn't as happy with it. Then out of nowhere Daniella brings out this amazing vegetable curry that somebody had given her earlier. Nobody expected it and it was incredible. Dale an old time hippie from Vancouver smoke a bunch of weed with us and told us a ton of stories(40% of which I think were bullshit) mostly about selling mushrooms on Rhek beach in Van. Vancouver in general was a fairly regular topic of discussion since it seemed to be a focal point that most of us had been to at one time or another. Samuel unfortunately missed dinner to to an allergy to sea food that we ate last night. Everybody else had a great time though.
Jaime was continuing to ignore or avoid me again. Her posture was always in a way that had her back to me. I decided that I was going to have to talk to her about this before it ate away at my brain and made me do something embaressing like getting drunk and accusing her of ridiculous notions. After dinner I went to the tent and she was already asleep. I knew this couldn't wait til morning but I didn't know what to do or how to bring it up. I tried to sleep and spooned with her. I woke up again shortly after to her moving. "I'm going to pee!" she said. It was a full moon and when she came back into the tent I felt the air from outside come in and it was quite warm. "I'm sleeping outside" she said, and grabbed her sleeping bag. I decided this was my chance to get this out finally so I told her that I would as well.I set out my bag beside hers and put my water bottle and my smokes beside my pillow. I was still fairly drunk from the beers at dinner and feeling ballsy enough to bring up this awkward topic.
Instead I pussied out and talked about the stars and how big the moon was and a bunch of other lame bullshit for half an hour. I smoked two cigarettes and then came that awkward silence where we ran out of mutual ground to get along on and all that was left was the real topic laying on both of our minds. I could tell something was up with her too by now. We both knew there was more that needed to be discussed but remained silent for what seemed like forever. The quiet tension between our sleeping bags was so tight that if somebody had walked by and kicked a couple grains of sand our way it would have cut it. So finally I worked up the guts and asked her "Why are you ignoring me?"
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