July 28, 2003 - 3:48 p.m.
I got through a huge ass survey, then on the last few quetions, I got bored. So I deleted it.
Yesturday, I was incredibly bored.
Like really bored.
And my father and brother kicking me off the computer didn't really help.
So I decided to go on a late night walk with my dog, Buddy.
I put on a hoodie, slipped a portable CD player inside the pocket, and put on Buddy's leash before going outside.
It was hotter than hell. Not the temperature, but the humidity. Still, Buddy and I traveled on.
Buddy is bit of a weird dog. It took him a while to learn to raise his leg before he pisses, and now when we go on walks, he does it to everything. We walk by a bush or a pole or a mailbox, and he'll raise his leg. He won't even pee, but he'll raise his leg.
Then he stops to shit on the neighbor's lawn. And in true Kate fashion, I don't clean it up.
I walk about a block or two, and then I start getting really hot. I suppose I should decribe what I'm wearing at this point: t-shirt, hoodie, boxershorts, sweatpants, and skirt. Anyways, I'm sweltering, and no ones's around, so the sweatpants come off.
Walk another few blocks. Heat becomes unbearable. Hoodie comes off and I drop Buddy's leash. I'm suprised Buddy didn't notice and start running, but he was probably confused by my state of undress.
When I'm almost home, I drop my CD player. It breaks in half. I pick it up, put it back together, and continue listening to music.
And then I see it.
No, not a monster, something worse.
Two preppy girls. In a pair. And they both are wearing shorts so indecently cut that I probably wouldn't wear something like that to the pool. I run away. It was scary.
Finally I get home. And I'm incredibly hot. So I jumped into my pool.
Swimming had never felt so good.
