Sunday, 6:08 p.m.   Sticky Fingers from Salt and Sand We went to the beach today. It was bloodyfantastic! I had so much fun. It was a beautiful day! The mottled grey water was all sparkly and big, it was awesome on so many levels. I walked down the pier and it felt like people were just crossing this bridge from world to world. It was long and flat and It kind of looked as though it disappeared--into another world perhaps? So I was walking and pretending that these people were like hypnotised... I dunno. I'm weird. I wrote haikus in the sand and I made another sand heart, I walked on the beach in my brown shoes. I never touched the sea, but my fingers got all sandy and sticky and salty. We went to this little pedestrian mall thing, it reminded me of Carlsbad, California. It was lightly cool and breezy, it was sunny and lovely out. I went into a "preloved" clothing store and searched my ass off. I found it. I found what I have been searching for! For over a year now I've wanted a pinstriped zootsuit, and all I needed now was a top to it. Rah! I found it! I found the jacket to my pinstriped suit! yeah. I'm sexy. You don't need to tell me. I built a sand mermaid (well, the tail was really good, but I was rushed towards the end, so the body wasn't so great). It was cool. I "finished" and walked off to find my parents. I walked to the car, couldn't find them, and started walking back to my mermaid, and I saw these people standing by it, just staring at it and pointing. It was funny. I wonder what they were talking about. It happened a few times, I just stood there and watched. People who walked by always stopped. I felt kind of special. I had so much fun. I had some weird dreams last night. Arrgh. Oooh! Something bad DID happen today, though. my mp3-CD player got jostled and the disk that Scott made me was out of place, so I opened the discman to push it back down, but the wind picked it up and threw it out to sea! I was so sad. But it's okay, I backed it up on the computer. And also I hate hoobastank. shh. I'm still sad though. Scott made it special for me. ----------------- 8:26 p.m. So I guess Dan did pass out finally. Well, it is almost 4:30. in the a.m. so I don't blame him. But I still miss him.