We still have two more days. This has been the most excessive, gluttonous vacation of my life. I’ve seen so many tits and put money into a man’s pants. He motorboated me. I was wearing one of those bras that turn dem Bs into small Ds so I didn’t even feel it which means it barely even happened which means not even my wispy traces residual Catholicism can make me feel guilty.
I’m supposed to be taking a nap right now while two people are at the pool and the other person is at the dentist to fix a broken tooth. Bible.
We saw Kevin Bacon and the Grand Canyon within the same 24 hour period.
I haven’t gotten more than 4 hours of sleep a night and I feel like I could live here until I die, which would be very, very quickly.
