Monday morning.
So I called off work today. My back is pretty screwed up. We went to St. Augistine this weekend. It was cool to just wander the streets, and have a Murphys Stout. We sat at the marina watching the manatees and we fed the sea cats our dinner leftovers. We then wanderd around some more. Being in the oldest and most haunted city in america gives you a light headed feeling. The motel sucked though, I miss staying at Hiltons. People stare at the "pierced and tattooed odd people" a bit to much there though. We got a LOT of dirty looks and Tink did a lot of hissing at people, and I growled and snarled at just as many. Fucking uptight pretencous bastards. It was a nice weekend anyway and we always enjoy going there.