So, About tonight...
Went to dinner with Syd, Kimber, Peter, Russell, and Ned (yeah. i know. who?)
Mexican. Vegetarian burrito. Good stuff.
To the beach. Chilled. In every sense of the word.
Got into a debate over whether it's harder to be a girl or guy as these homeless guys came over to the lifeguard tower we were at and set up camp for the night. Some of our group were hoping for musical entertainment (they had drums), some were hoping for herbal entertainment (eyeroll. hardcore.), but the guys just ended up laying down to sleep.
After an especially heated few moments in said debate, Peter goes, "Hey, these guys are trying to sleep." for about the fourth time.
We decided to relocate, but when we got up, one of the guys sits up and declares, in one of the most flamboyant voices i've ever heard, "oh, damnit. i was hoping to hear the rest of your debate. I'm interested to see what you decide." Of course Peter starts talking to the guy and asks his opinion.
The guy goes on to say, "well, i think i'm pretty much an expert on this one. you see, i'm transexual!" and excitedly lifts HER sweatshirt to show that she did, indeed, have breasts. (she was wearing a shirt under, but still) So she continues to ramble on about how both suck and blah blah blah blah blah and we said goodbye and were walking away until we heard her yell something at us. Peter turned around to ask her what she said.
I'm not going to go into vivid detail here, but it was something about having ribs removed.
Don't worry about it.
Ahhh, how i love Santa Monica!
Mexican. Vegetarian burrito. Good stuff.
To the beach. Chilled. In every sense of the word.
Got into a debate over whether it's harder to be a girl or guy as these homeless guys came over to the lifeguard tower we were at and set up camp for the night. Some of our group were hoping for musical entertainment (they had drums), some were hoping for herbal entertainment (eyeroll. hardcore.), but the guys just ended up laying down to sleep.
After an especially heated few moments in said debate, Peter goes, "Hey, these guys are trying to sleep." for about the fourth time.
We decided to relocate, but when we got up, one of the guys sits up and declares, in one of the most flamboyant voices i've ever heard, "oh, damnit. i was hoping to hear the rest of your debate. I'm interested to see what you decide." Of course Peter starts talking to the guy and asks his opinion.
The guy goes on to say, "well, i think i'm pretty much an expert on this one. you see, i'm transexual!" and excitedly lifts HER sweatshirt to show that she did, indeed, have breasts. (she was wearing a shirt under, but still) So she continues to ramble on about how both suck and blah blah blah blah blah and we said goodbye and were walking away until we heard her yell something at us. Peter turned around to ask her what she said.
I'm not going to go into vivid detail here, but it was something about having ribs removed.
Don't worry about it.
Ahhh, how i love Santa Monica!