Sun.

Burn. Read on.

Today, I was woken up at seven when my mother stomped downstairs and told me what a pigsty half of the basement (where I've been sleeping) was. Then, I tried to fall asleep, but the dog freaked out since he'd been locked outside, since he'd rolled in dog shit.

Finally, Nicki put an end to it when she volunteered to wash him. She used my hair stuff. So then, I went upstairs and had to wash out the garbage cans, pour packing peanuts, and clean up half of the basement before being carted off to the beach for seven hours. I have a sunburn all over my back.

I bodysurfed plenty though. That rawked.

So, I came back and now I'm bloggin.

A thought occurred to me while I was on the beach: what would a conversation between two goldfish be like?

For instance, assume MANNY and ANNY are in a tank together.

(*food enters tank. MANNY swims toward it*)

ANNY: (see's MANNY swim toward surface) What are you swimming for?
MANNY: I'm getting some food! I'm hungry!
ANNY: Oh, I am as well!
MANNY: You are what?
ANNY: Hungry.
MANNY: Maybe we should get some food then.
ANNY: Why?
MANNY: You're hungry!
ANNY: I am! How did you know?
MANNY: How did I know what?

Etc. In case you didn't know, a goldfish's memory only lasts five seconds.