i love the sun, but does it love me?

thankfully, i'm not as burned as a certain nameless midwesterner but my shoulders are a bit pink. should fade to a tan in a couple days, but it means i must beg illness to my new occupation of Resident Buckroe Beach Bum. ah, shit happens.

some thoughts on the busy holiday weekend:

• marlin: fish or bird?
  
• 2.3 something is equal to something. is it pounds to kilos? can i get that in inches?
  
• cats on leashes? hours of amusement.
  
• if you're going to f.i.p., i'm going to watch you. i have a natural curiousity. a thirst for knowledge even.
  
• corn on the cob on the grill? tasty. add about a pound of butter and i'm a happy girl.
  
• despite the fact aaa rated our area one of the top 5 traffic bottlenecks for the weekend, i hardly noticed the damn tourists.
  
• i miss laura scott. i got laura scott-ed.
  
• i may try to cook any- and everything on the grill this summer. i may have help.
  
• people are bitter to The Company.
  
• i like tony's cajun spice. even in a burger.
  
• vinegar. yum. cupcakes. tasty. i love food.
  
• it may be wrong: but i just didn't care it was the fourth of july. are They watching me? it's hard to feel patriotic these days.