i dont feel particularly creative today. i want to go to the barbeque and eat... and eat... and eat... and eat... and eat... and eat... and eat... and talk to my cousin... and eat... and eat... then come home and get my fireworks and go to my dads house, do what ever we're gonna do there, then go to murray and watch the fireworks. then come home and maybe eat some more then take a cold shower, put aloe on my lovely redness and go to sleep listening to my screaming psycho ppl. yeah... swimming hurts me. water up my nose. i'm probably going to die of skin cancer some day. oh well.