Sunday, 07/14/02 - 9:19 pm.
I had written an entry, but my brother lost it when he used the damn IE. Anyway, in case you care...
I'm back from the beach.
I took Frog with me.
I blasted Aerosmith on the stereo on my way back home.
My skin is burnt.
I spent most of the time working on my math exercises.
But I did think a bit of Denv.
I wanted to send my friends a "wish you were here" postcard.
I noticed the sea is swallowing the seashore, and maybe in two years the ocean will have reached the beach house.
The beach house belongs to my uncle.
He'd just installed a jacuzzi.
I saw ships from the house and though about my angle of view, since that's what I'm studying for math.
In function of myself, the ship is currently N15�W.
I'd just noticed the sea swallowing the seashore, when a math question about tsunamis popped in.
Tsunamis are measured by y = aCosbT.
I hate tsunamis. I don't want to be part of an equation, Simeon.
I brought Denv a piece of a shell. The beach was so lame this time I couldn't find an entire shell.
I know he hasn't logged in today, because his name is a daily countdown and today should be "11 days...". I don't know what for, but yesterday it was "12 days..." and it hasn't changed.
I have a math exam tomorrow.
I love chocolate milk.
Simeon still shoots spiderweb.
I'm becoming more and more pragmatic when it comes to pack shit for the beach.
When I was a young'un, I used to pack within a week. Now, I pack thirty minutes before we leave and I don't complicate myself.