Casey and I went drove to Santa Cruz on Saturday and it was like Doc Ock used his ice ray on the coast that day cuz it was freezing. The ocean was all ice and people were making snowmen with the sand.
Just kidding. But it was cold. I can't focus. Just like the beach couldn't decide if it wanted to be warm or not. Sometimes the sun would come out and smile and give us a wink but then he'd go off somewhere and leave us to solidify into icy forms. It was kinda ridiculous. At least Casey was there.
The drive back was even colder, like our skin got all slimy and we turned into birds that couldn't fly cuz it was so cold it was as if we were in Antarctica. But it was sunny. Paradox.
All this mess up gets me tired:

