Aug 03, 2009 11:59
Parents en route to Victorville. Brother at summer school. This sounds as if it will be a repeat entry.
Eyes dry and twitchy. I think I should go find the Visine. Found it, but the package isn't open yet, poo. Dry eyes...! I am imagining myself singing "dry eyes" along to Salty Eyes by The Matches. Ho fun.
Nothing to dump in this here barren journal. Going to the beach tomorrow. Maybe even Wednesday night for grunion.