Sunday

It's Sunday, around 5:30. I am waiting for my pizza to be delivered from Dominos. After I eat my pizza I plan on probably taking a much needed nap (even though it is late in the day for that), working out in some way (although it is too hot to walk to the gym so that just leaves workout DVDs), and watching TV.

Over the weekend I went to Myrtle Beach w/ one of my very good friends. She was my very first roommate ever. We had a blast, even though the weather did not cooperate. We got there around lunch time yesterday and immediately checked into our hotel and hit the beach. We laid out for about two hours and just chilled out. There was no sun out at all. Then we went for a swim in the ocean. J got out before I did. I kept swimming around like I was on Baywatch. I was enjoying the waves when all of a sudden I felt something brush against my leg. The instant it made contact w/ me I got the immediate sense that it was a living creature. Next came I very unpleasant elecrtrical shock. I felt tenticles wrap around my thigh. I swam away as fast as I could and ran up onto the beach. Already a huge, red, swollen, hot blister was forming on my leg. With big white whip marks inside the blister. A jelly fish had gotten me. Not fun.

I called a friend here in Anderson, SC, who is a lifegaurd to find out what to do. He said there isn't much to do except take a benadryl or advil. Also, you can rinse the wound off in salt water, but freshwater will only agrivate the stinging sensation. SC also told me that later in the year, such as August and September, are worse for jelly fish being near the beach. Global warming is also causing jelly fish to reproduce more. Damn the jelly fish!!!

Other than deal with the jelly fish incident, J and I went to Damon's and had a yummy meal, had a few delicious Bloody Mary's and went dancing in the clubs at Broadway at the Beach. We are both in long term relationships and had to keep turning guys down that wanted to dance w/ us (one look at J in the photos below and you see why-shes gorgeous). We didn't want to be snotty to anyone, but still weren't going to dance w/ anyone so we had to keep thinking of ways to (nicely) decline. I kept saying "oh we're really shy, we just want to dance over here by ourselves" and to another guy "we're having a really important conversation right now" . The nicer guys took the hint and went on their merry way. The drunk obnoxious guys would try to linger and pester us. Can't we just have a girls weekend???

It definelty came to my attention while I was at the beach that my stomach is not wear I want it to be. Going to the gym is becoming top priortiy. Tomorrow is Labor Day so there will be no work or school for me. I plan on catching up on some schoolwork, napping, maybe going to the pool and working out.

On The "Dirty Myrtle" Playlist:

Girls, Girls, Girls - Motley Crue

Cowboy - Kid Rock

Cherry Pie - Warrant

Have a relaxing Labor Day!!