First Day of Summer

And boy can you tell. It's hot here. Really hot. And this is weird in San Francisco.

I'm freakin' boiling. It's partly because I'm babysitting the store front of the gallery where I volunteer. There is absolutely no air flow here, so I'm sitting in my own sweat, basically. Bleh.

I'm glad, though, on one front. If this keeps up until Sunday, when I have a day off, I'll get to go to the beach and it'll be perfect weather for that. It'll be crowded and jolly and probably saturated with sun and alcohol. My favorite kind of beach day.

I want to sit in the sand, drink beer, and feel a slightly cool breeze while I bake under my SPF 40 sunscreen. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.


On living, loving, learning, and fucking with the materials I've got at hand.

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