I hate the sun...
I hate the heat...
I hate summer...
Wow, I sound like such a grouch. I read in a scientificy article that it the heat makes your actions more aggressive and irrational; so, my hatred is supported scientifically. I considered the fact that I might be vampire, but I have been a day one sun hater, so my immortality comes from something else.
"Its beautiful."
"Beach day!"
Today's note had the name Scylla Sanders, with this beach as this address. Fortunately, it's still early in the morning, meaning the sand is still cool from the night before, there's no screaming kids, and it's pretty unoccupied.
Boketto wasn't able to make it today. I'm glad our.... relationship has distracted her from her real goal. If anything, I feel like I should have offered to go to her show, but she said it was for a classroom of kids, so I doubt she'd do something like sword tricks or sawing... hopefully.
"Graves, thank you for inviting me!"
