What I’m listening to: Crying Lighting by The Arctic Monkeys
A wise man once said that a start-of-summer beach trip is to be dubbed successful only if you roast yourself like a rotisserie chicken. Well all I can say to that is check. (Long story short let’s just say I may or may not have fallen asleep on the beach listening to a podcast, only to awake as red as my nail polish.) Anywho, the beach was awesome, and I got to try a homemade version of one of my favorite snacks (fried pork skins). They were one of the top five best things I’ve ever eaten.
(Disclaimer: this post was originally going to be longer but now tommorow is today and making sense is for people who go to bed at a reasonable time. So now, without further ado, enjoy some vacation photos.)