hello darkness my old friend

I'm alone, in a tent, in the middle of the french mountains. If you
never hear from me again, I've probably been eaten by bears. Or
wolves. Or wolves and bears.

Oh god, it's dark.
*grabs maglite*

And silent.

At least I'll hear the bears coming.

(This posting via blackberry from the french wilderness sure is fun.
How did we ever survive before this? Sorry that i can't answer
comments though, but I sure appreciate them. Let the bears know that
there's someone out there who'll notice my disappearance. I hope.)