WHITE BLOBS & BATHING SUITS!!......NOT GOOD
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Sat Aug 19, 2000 - 4:50pm



So yesterday's journey to Fire Island was a complete disaster and blame the whole horrid experience on Candy and.  Only joking girlfriend, well a little.  My original plan was to get the train like I usually do and sit doing my crossword, however Candy talked me round to getting Tommy's Car Service up to the ferry instead.  I've have actually taken this mode of transport before, and at that time it was a beautiful day with only about 4 people in the van.  This time however it had been pissing down all day, so by the time I got there the van was packed with lots of people and a whole shitload of luggage.  Candy was there smiling away looking very chic in her Burberry hat, however the man who was driving was mean and impatient and just wanted to get moving, until the dreaded husband, wife and screaming child arrived, demanding to be on the van, up front (where I was sat, yeah right like I'M moving!!) and to also haul 10 pieces of luggage onboard as well...

Well you can imagine the response by most of the occupants of the van, plus myself on hearing this piece of news, which I might add, screaming sad fucking family just ignored.  So they tried to get their shit on the van, including child but it wasn't working, so they then had to haul most of their stuff OFF AGAIN, and wait for next van, which made us really late, consequenting in us NEARLY missing our ferry.  So there you go, oh yeah and also the fucking driver, Bob I think he was called, never stopped moaning all the way to Bayshore about THAT FAMILY and why is it that people are always late, and why doesn't that friggin car in front go any faster?  He never stopped...all the way there.

So last night we met Caprio, Candy's embryo boyfriend, who actually brought up the fact that I'd called him 'embryo' but didn't seem to mind.  He's really cute and I hate to say it, looks younger than the ancient 25 that he is...  Good company, smart as well, and guess what he cooks!! yeah, which is just as well because Candy can't cook for shit...

So we were up for hours last night reminiscing about our old summer place last year and what a blast that had been.  Basically the stories covered was the watermelon in the pool incident where Morpheus and Tim were trying to hit each other in the balls by throwing the watermelon in the pool so that it will float back up between each others leg...seriously sad guys!!  Also the tale of me getting completely pissed one night and jumping into the pool fully clothed and nearly drowning, well come on doesn't EVERYONE do that.
We also had a great conversation about the fact that black people can't float, which Morgo thought was amazing and unbelievable, but I swore that it was true.  I'm not sure why, someone told me years ago that it was because there pores were bigger than white peoples but that seems a bit weird to me...anyway bit of information if anyone's interested, especially to any black people out there, that's why when you get in the bath you sink....

Also myself and Morgo were getting very philosophical towards the end of the evening, but for the life of us we can't remember why

So I woke this morning to find my hubby still not back, (he got the 4:50 ferry, so he'll be here soon) had a quick bowl of Frosted Flakes and headed to the beach, followed by BITCH, Morgo, Candy and Caprio.  I've gotten a bit too much sun today, resulting in my back being very red and my stomach burnt also.  So I'm sat here completely stark bollocks naked, smothered in Cocoa Butter, (no pervy emails thanks!!)

So me and BITCH this afternoon are surveying the scenery on the beach and happened to notice this HUGE woman, (young as well) in a tiny tiny white bikini (bad mistake) frolicking with her much slimmer girlfriends in the sea.  Now I know it's not a crime to be a bit overweight, but this girl couldn't of been more than 22, she was very pale, one should NEVER wear a white bikini when that pale, therefore resulting in her looking like a big fat NAKED white girl, who also incidentally had appalling blonde brittle hair that looked like it was crimped, therefore resembling a bad cleopatra hairstyle.

I admit that I don't always look particularly good on the beach, but next to my friend above I'm a fucking supermodel......

So tonight we're going into town for happy hour cocktails (yummy), then back here to grill lots of fish.....sounds like a plan to me...

Morpheus and Buddy Weiser have just turned up looking like shit which they would do considering they haven't slept for 36 hours.  If I find out any good gossip about last night then I'll let you know tomorrow....don't hold your breath though as Morpheus will keep quiet I know he will!!

Maybe catch up later, depending on whether I get too pissed or not......
 


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