You can't live near the coast and at least not try to like the beach. So, I agreed to go to Port Aransas with my relatives for a 24 hour deep sea fishing trip. For those of you who know me, there are several things that are really hilarious about that sentence.
Let's just say that you shouldn't do ANYTHING consistently for 24 hours....
This picture pretty much sums up my trip:
This trip reiterated that maybe I should remove "Win Survivor" from my bucket list. Between massive amounts of humidity, salt water, and really obnoxious people I became really neurotic and cranky, making me a more suitable candidate for A Shot at Love with Tila Tequila.
Friday, June 26, 2009
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