Saturday, September 19, 2015

Okay, so she's growing on me. I hate when TGB is right.

I'm covered in sweat. TGB had it in her head that she was going to volunteer for the beach clean-up today. Her work schedule changed at the last minute and she had to miss it so I decided to take up her cause.

I am stupid.

I ended up in a dune full of sand spurs and tears.



My toes are hideous. I apologize.

It actually wasn't bad. As it is, I tend to pick up garbage whenever I walk on the beach so this wasn't that much of a stretch. One huge difference though: so many cigarette butts. Jesus McFuck people, if you don't know how to use a damn ashtray, swallow the fucking butt. Assholes.

Remember when you were a kid and you'd hide under the covers with a book and a flashlight after everyone went to bed? I was thinking about that last night as I crawled into bed after TGB was asleep. My phone is my reader so I had my usual night time reading: The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy. I pulled the blanket over my head and suddenly I was 8 years old again reading Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing and Superfudge while my little brother slept in his bed. Eventually, I got into the habit of sticking my earbud into my ear to listen to music on my little blue turntable as I read. It always felt safe and apart from the rest of the world.

That's how I drifted off to sleep last night. It felt really good.

Titty Sprinkles


I found Waldo!