last month, chris and i went for a stroll on the beach.
we saw this fucking gigantor dog. i wanted to throw a saddle on him and ride into the sunset.
we watched the waves
come
and go.
i thought the rocks looked pretty, and the sand looked like marble.
i love this picture. in reality, it looks like chris is telling becky to go into the water. she has her tail up, but she's saying no you fucker, i aint goin in there! but when i look at the picture, i think its perfect. the scenery is pretty, theres a mysterious feel about chris's silhouette, becky looks adorable as always. i love these two.
i've been kinda bitter about life lately. i try not to, and i try not to show it, but i feel like i could have done so much better. i could have been farther in life, and yesterday i kinda got a fat reminder of it. today i wrote down a list of goals i want to accomplish by the end of 2009. some might not happen, but i want to at least be half way there when this year comes to an end. im tired of living my life the way its going. im tired of thinking of what should have happened. i'm gunna try to make it happen.