Went to the vous and then walked to the beach with meg, colleen, ana shea, and tania. It was nice minus the part where we were standing in an infestation of some kind of insect on the shoreline. We didn'even know until I lit the lighter and the sand was covered in them. Reminded me of that part in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom when shorty is like "I don't think these are fortune cookies Indie!"

Anyway. I'm hopeless. I've come to that conclusion in the past couple of days. Hopeless I tell ya. I want to have a picnic under a willow tree and make love to an idea.

Namaste' beautiful people.