Mar. 13th, 2004

x_marrow: (fucking pretty-pretty.)
I'm at the beach. Things are oddly calm, despite the fact that we're /us/, and that we have the kidlets with us. (Artie and Leech calm? I know, I know, that's some sort of oxymoron.) For some reason though, it really is nice here. Even after the past couple of days and the whole phone call thing earlier, I've yet to try to kill anything here, whereas Friday before we left I was in the gym beating my hands raw. (It didn't help, for those who were wondering.) I guess there's something to be said for sandcastles and sunsets over the ocean.

Though, Jono? Maybe putting me on the phone with your dad wasn't the greatest idea in the history of the world. Tell him to fuck off for me. Oh, and you and I are having roomie night sometime when we're on the same continent again. So says I.

...got to run. The boys are in bed and I'm going to push Shinobi into the ocean. Shh!

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