2001-06-27 :: 2:28 p.m.

Right now, I am beachthinking. It's the mere sense memory of coconutsmells inhaling and slicking shoulders with it that's getting me giddy right now.

It's all good company.

I've made my list of things to pack, I'm buying half these things after work.

Friday! My Boy has to work, but I'll be with a tan ally and later that night, I'll watch her and My Boy rockandroll; between songs, sneak peeks at the white band of skin left by the ring.

It doesn't even matter that I'm cramping like it's going out of style right now.

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