Beach Season 2005 ... It's Overrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Colby and I went to the beach yet again.

Windy.

Still windy.

"Ohmigawwd, it's windy!"

Yay, we're handicapped.

Da pier. Da tide was coming in, too.

The Log the posse and I usually sit on is growing over. Ahh!

Nothing like sitting at the beach whilst sipping a Slurpee.

I sat on a rock, not on The Log.

This seagull just decided to visit us.

"Gimme some french fries, bitches."

CHASE'D!

Yeah, I'm cool.

Now you know what footwear Colby and I were wearing that day.

Fucking smart-mouthed seagulls.

A picture that would have been prettier had the bar not been there.
Ah, screw it...it's still pretty.