pasty tourist

wow, another year down and i am already a senior, trippy. i dont know if im ready to leave just yet, just the other day i was reading judy moody books and watching cartoon network into the wee hours of the day, i am no adult! but anyways, this is the first time in over a week i have had internet connection or any form of technology. *le gasp* i just returned from a family vacation,...i survived. it was fun we went hiking and junk, but i spent most of the time lounging by the pool fruitlessly working on my non existent tan, i also regrettably took 'vacation' to mean 'free-for-all-pig-out-week' so now not only am i pasty, i am fat. no offense to fat people, do your thing. but i ate the entire week and on the long drive back home i stopped to weigh myself at one of those truck stop bathroom scales to see the damage, and was shocked when it told me i had gained 9 pounds.... so i kicked it hard enough to cut my pale, big toe and screamed: " FUCK YOU TRUCK STOP SCALE! YOU TAKE MY QUARTERS AND TELL ME LIES!" like any perfectly sane person would do in that situation. i am banned from ever returning to that truck stop again, its pretty cool they have my picture up on the wall and everything.



/Monica