beach report backs

overheard on the way to the car on the way to the beach: "she was so drunk when she was defending bush... i don't know if i can maintain a friendship with someone like that."

later on... at the beach: "you don't tell everyone at six weeks that you're pregnant. that way, you won't have to tell everyone when you have a miscarriage."

thought to self: i was walking alone along the boardwalk wearing a tank top that read "fosforo." what the hell was i trying to tell people about my breasts?

lying on the beach... facing west, facing the ocean, i was reading "orientalism." r.i.p. e. said.