|Current mood:|| tired|
Just spent Labor Day weekened at South Padre...incredibly exausting. The tropical storm Grace or whatever were hanging around North, so the only proof we had that there was a tropical storm were really huge waves. If I was a surfer, I would really happy but seeing I'm not...getting dragged along the bottom of the ocean bottom while gasping for air and mistaking salty, bitter, stinging ocean water for air is not my idea of fun. Neither is sand. Oh, the horrible horrible sand...get it away...