sometimes, I feel like I am a mosquito when I use a straw. except it’s not spear-like, and I’m not drinking blood. instead I am drinking a tuxedo freeze, which is only, like, one of the coolest names ever for a drink (don’t worry kiddos, it doesn’t have any liquor in it.)
indeed, it seems that I am enjoying this hot, hot summer day. because, well, it’s officially summer. best season, hands down. I wish it were summer all the time.
ta ta for now.