fri 2-mar-07
The end of the line.
Slumped off into depression today. I hate getting things ready to go home. I hate using up the stuff in the fridge. I hate trying to fit the stuff back in the suit cases. And trying keep Carlton from keeping all the "treasures" he picked up.
So, I did the only possible thing. I tossed some gear in a bag and went to the beach.
