Shove it in bloody hard.

I drove down the shore tuesday morning to bring a little sunshine to mull's family vacation. Within the next two days we ended up in sea isle, ocean city, atlantic city, and wildwood. I need a burka. We had fun together and started a new project, a personalized hXc trivial pursuit. Salt water taffy tastes good.

After i came home yesterday, i went to see blackthorn with staci and earl. We went to the completely packed park and rocked it irish style. Although earl has much hostility towards the band, a lovely time was had. Then stace and i sat and talked for hours. Which wasnt terribly depressing, but rough enough.

Today i made a flyer for our upcoming show and spilled ramen broth all over it. I redid it and stole lots of copies from staples. I went downtown and walked a lot. My feet hurt. I hung out with charlie wrzfucker and his new uofarts friends. They're taking a summer course there and only perpertuated my stoakment for college. Charlie and i ate tacos and caught up. I visited the most ridiculously rad h&m employee of chestnut street and then met up with staci and kelly. Now i am fucking exhausted.

I made a scheduale for myself in which i plan to stick to pretty strictly. My mom told me i need to get a job so i slow down and sleep once in a while. Sleep is for suckers and old people.

In other news, i made a tentative list of things i must do within the next few days. Number 3: Dump pete. Ive been replaced by a sidekick for christs sake.

Every single day this summer has owned,
xo becky.