tomorrow is job #2’s end of summer party. at…(wait for it…):
George’s Island
dun dun dun!
yes, i’m going. scooter too, as she’s my standing job #2 party date. and it’ll be over a year since i’ve been to george’s island. you know, where i had a hunk of my leg torn out by evil, barnacle-covered rocks.
i still have the scars.
i’m contemplating exacting revenge on the damn island, but i am also contemplating coming home with all of my appendages intact. so…we’ll see. although last year i went to george’s island and shortly after got my spiffy tattoo. and i have been craving another tattoo pretty hardcore lately.
so…we shall see.
