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god, i need a shower so desperately i can't even. i smell like a hooker, man. but first, pictures. (then a shower, then homework. fucking homework.)
francois enjoys being fraaaanch, riding in cars, and swimming. hi, francois!
francois, did you remember to put your sunscreen on?
drink, francois, drink!
francois had donuts for breakfast. donuts, and then a cigarette.
francois made inappropriate overtures toward texas pete, and we had to take him home.
but first he had a beer and got a little rowdier! (francois, like rodney mckay, prefers blondes.)
sadly, this morning francois had a hangover and needed a smoke and a diet coke before he was ready to drive back to boston. poor francois!
if you can't tell, i had a lovely weekend down to the beach with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
deeablo, francois, queenofalostart, resmin and zeplum. resmin was a fantastic hostess, we ate seafood and swam (yes, actually swam!) in the far too cold ocean, we watched an obscene amount of media on a truly enormous television. i even wrote a paper while i was there! the girls were wonderful, it was a blessing to get out of my apartment for a little while, and i wish i hadn't had to come home and do more homework today.
(the rest of the photos are here if you want to see them. there's a surfboard!)
driving back up to the hill this morning, i got tired of all my cds around clayton, about an hour from home, and so i surfed radio stations until i found one playing "luckenbach, texas". little did i know that i would spend the next hour listening to a program called nascar usa in between good country music, and i can officially say that i know 100% more about nascar racing than i did when i left morehead city this morning.
i kind of hate myself, though.
in less hating myself news, doughty's talking about my man mason on his blog this morning. oh, doughty, why have you and mason not recorded an album together yet? it would be musical PERFECTION, that album. don't you want to achieve perfection?
francois enjoys being fraaaanch, riding in cars, and swimming. hi, francois!
francois, did you remember to put your sunscreen on?
drink, francois, drink!
francois had donuts for breakfast. donuts, and then a cigarette.
francois made inappropriate overtures toward texas pete, and we had to take him home.
but first he had a beer and got a little rowdier! (francois, like rodney mckay, prefers blondes.)
sadly, this morning francois had a hangover and needed a smoke and a diet coke before he was ready to drive back to boston. poor francois!
if you can't tell, i had a lovely weekend down to the beach with
deeablo, francois, queenofalostart, resmin and zeplum. resmin was a fantastic hostess, we ate seafood and swam (yes, actually swam!) in the far too cold ocean, we watched an obscene amount of media on a truly enormous television. i even wrote a paper while i was there! the girls were wonderful, it was a blessing to get out of my apartment for a little while, and i wish i hadn't had to come home and do more homework today.(the rest of the photos are here if you want to see them. there's a surfboard!)
driving back up to the hill this morning, i got tired of all my cds around clayton, about an hour from home, and so i surfed radio stations until i found one playing "luckenbach, texas". little did i know that i would spend the next hour listening to a program called nascar usa in between good country music, and i can officially say that i know 100% more about nascar racing than i did when i left morehead city this morning.
i kind of hate myself, though.
in less hating myself news, doughty's talking about my man mason on his blog this morning. oh, doughty, why have you and mason not recorded an album together yet? it would be musical PERFECTION, that album. don't you want to achieve perfection?
tired
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