Snorting salt water
Yeah, I ate it several times yesterday. Had a fuckin blast. I tried to tell them I was distracted by the hotness of Samuel and John, but they all knew who the real distraction was. I actually got up a couple of times, all the way to my feet. It was fucking awesome. If you've ever surfed, you know what I mean. If you haven't, you gotta try it. Dina's a good teacher. It's really cool to just watch her, too. John made a good effort to keep up with her, but she totally rocks.
Those guys are just too funny to hang out with. And they got me in the habit of swearing more, dammit. John and Dina were putting a LOT of sunscreen on each other, and Samuel told me he needed some too, even tho I bet he can be out 12 hours and not worry about a thing. I'm not nearly as dark as he is, tho. I mean, duh, I'm a half-breed. Sammy has really great hands.
Yeah, okay, watching those three was almost as much fun as surfing. I stared more than I should have at John's chest. He had a little red mark on his upper chest and I was too fascinated by it, trying to figure out if it was a birthmark or a hickey. Dina smirked at him even more than usual, so that gives me my answer. John and Sam act like teenage boys sometimes, calling each other asshat and fuckwad and initials that stand for god knows what. John stuffed what looked like a crab, just a shell, I hope, down Sam's shorts and said something like, "They have medication you can get for that, you know." God, they are so weird! But they make me laugh. Almost as much as Dina does.
D's taking me camping this weekend, probably leaving early tomorrow morning. It'll be great to get out of LA for a bit and get away from the phone and all. Dina's such great company. I still haven't gotten tired of being around her. Later this month I'll be going on promo tour in England, then some promos and concerts here in the US, and, yeah, I'm going to miss having her around. She has such a great laugh.
Those guys are just too funny to hang out with. And they got me in the habit of swearing more, dammit. John and Dina were putting a LOT of sunscreen on each other, and Samuel told me he needed some too, even tho I bet he can be out 12 hours and not worry about a thing. I'm not nearly as dark as he is, tho. I mean, duh, I'm a half-breed. Sammy has really great hands.
Yeah, okay, watching those three was almost as much fun as surfing. I stared more than I should have at John's chest. He had a little red mark on his upper chest and I was too fascinated by it, trying to figure out if it was a birthmark or a hickey. Dina smirked at him even more than usual, so that gives me my answer. John and Sam act like teenage boys sometimes, calling each other asshat and fuckwad and initials that stand for god knows what. John stuffed what looked like a crab, just a shell, I hope, down Sam's shorts and said something like, "They have medication you can get for that, you know." God, they are so weird! But they make me laugh. Almost as much as Dina does.
D's taking me camping this weekend, probably leaving early tomorrow morning. It'll be great to get out of LA for a bit and get away from the phone and all. Dina's such great company. I still haven't gotten tired of being around her. Later this month I'll be going on promo tour in England, then some promos and concerts here in the US, and, yeah, I'm going to miss having her around. She has such a great laugh.