Boredom reigns supreme today.
Yesterday (Saturday) I went to the beach to count grains of sand. The weather was so so with peeks of sun and mostly clouds. Not ideal mind you but its not all about the sun for me. The beach is relaxing too. I breath in the salty air and it rejuvinates me. Makes me near whole again. Also, no one bugs me at the beach. Its quiet. No work, no errands, no favors.
If I won the lottery I'd live on the beach and I'd quit work until I WANTED TO WORK AGAIN. I'd give away half my winnings to family and friends and tell them dont ask for a penny more and dont bother me. About anything.
Today its been off and on showers. We are at the cusp of rainy season and its my least favorite time of year down here. Fronts have this tendancy to hover over south Florida...one day just north of us, the next day over us, and the next just north agian. Craptastic weather pattern. Just fucking rain and shove off already!
Remi is bummed because today was his swimming day. Sorry buddy, talk to Mr. Weatherman.
You know we're bored. Watching Snakes on a Plane for the 57th time.
Remi watches with me...Jakes over it.
Samuel L Jackson: Enough is ENOUGH! I have had it with these motherfuckin' snakes on this motherfuckin' plane! Everybody strap in! I'm about to open some fuckin' windows.