Livin' The Dream

Coming home last night was the best thing I could have possibly done. Instead of wasting another day sitting around my room with all my friends out of town (all meaning that the three people I hang out with just happened to leave this weekend), I laid at the beach. It was probably 80 degrees and there was a nice little breeze. Is it lame that I go to the beach alone? I used to think that other people would think I had no friends, which is sort of true; I have no friends that aren't working. Double negative. Gross. This is going nowhere, I'm cutting myself off now.