At home with the roommate and G (who is unfortunately NOT smoking the dope) and watching Blue Crush. (I am smoking the dope) My slightly drunk ass felt the need to try on my wetsuit in honor of the movie. After about 10 minutes of sweating and struggling to get it off, I’m now realizing this movie is the life I want. I am ready to quit my job, move to a surf location, and work as a maid in a surf lodge in exchange for room and board. I’m tired of hours, I’m tired of “business casual”, I am tired of the bureaucratic bullshit, I am tired of the mundane. I need to see beauty in my life…everyday. I know, the buildings and people here are beautiful, but I mean real, natural, ocean front beauty. I miss CA. I miss the clean beaches. I miss being able to hop in the car and be in the sand within 30 minutes. I miss Santa Cruz.
