Well, school is out for summer vacation, and I'm off on vacation from vacation, sitting on the beaches of wonderful Florida. Typically I'm not a Gulf of Mexico girl, usually I'm West Coast all the way, but hey, a beach is a beach. I'm staying with my Uncle Jeff (nickname Jeffey) for a week, and then with my Aunt Julie.
My iPod is dead, and I'm dying of music withdrawal. It's almost as bad as the time my brother and I drove 7 hours straight while my Dad was sleeping in the backseat, and my brother played continual country music, and I became pretty much physically ill from such bad music (or it was the McDonalds and Mountainous terrain). I probably deserved the endless country music because when I was eight, and we were driving to Georgia, I threw-up on his XBOX (maybe my aim was on purpose, maybe not).
What was I talking about? Well, anyways, now I'm relying on my Walkman from 2003. Luckily I brought some good CDs: The Cure, Bright Eyes, Be Your Own Pet, Giant Drag, and the Beastie Boys. Hopefully I will survive... Maybe I will have to make a stop to Target, or wherever they sell CDs down here. Usually I boycott big store chains (except you, Urban Outfitters) just because I like to support all the small stores, and I hate corporate America, but, seeing as they don't have many stores except giant chains where everything is made in China or Indonesia, I'll endure. :)