figmentation

Ok.
a recent facination,
Nudie beaches.
really.
I have no tan lines and there aren't many creepy humans. Those that are there are booted off the sand.
Conversations are had, friends are made, issues are left at the door. it's really kinda neat. (even the nipple burning)
yea.




Maybe I just like being naked?




On a completely different note, i need to get myself a hammock for outside in the garden. it would help massively.


On a side note, my friends list is getting outta hand, it's getting a trim.

I ended up at the bar tonite. How in the hell that happened, i'm not quite sure. also, I was handed a triple rum and coke. As a non drinker, four sips and I was good to go, I think I drank maybe a quarter of a pint glass. I think it's still kickin around my head.
(I know this because I was about to type a long drawn out description of my bath and following shaving experience from earlier today... meep!)