beach typhoid bye bye beach burn. bleh. bad bacon boys! 000625 ... Zoe the beach ... ahhhh! i love it. i stay practically my whole summer at my beach house. it's so nice. the sun and the water, just hinking about it makes me want to go to sleep. i feel withdrawl when i am more than twenty feet from the beach. 000718 ... grendel an eternity of blue mondays tell me now, how does it feel 000718 ... god lemme take you to the beach 011121 ... god Lemme take you to the beach La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Lemme take you to the beach La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-lahhh Bring the the weenies I'll bring the soft drinks And the cookies Everybody's in love! Lemme take you to a show Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo Lemme take you to a show Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wohhh Eat a candy! You are dandy! Can I kiss you? Maybe I'll just hold your hand-eeee! Lemme take you to the beach again La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Lemme take you to the beach again La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-lahhh At the freak out Later we'll peak out You're on restriction So you'll probably sneak out! 011121 ... god i've been through the beach on a horse with no name 011217 ... Kate My family went to Hilton Head over Spring Break and every morning and night I'd walk on the beach by myself and look at the stars or the sunrise and write peoples' names in the sand... if I was thinking about someone, I'd write their name far enough in the sand that it would take a good hour for the tide to rise to wash it. I'd always write "Tracee Austin Steve Kate" and then my other close friends and then people like God and Mr. Betchel and Julianne and Seymour from J.D. Salinger's stories. It was a beautiful week. 020422 ... Erin Driving Driving so far For our dreamlike destination We expected to come across Unloading the van We dust off the sand Not a care for miles and miles… Peach noses and sun stained hair Are clearly seen on each of us The balmy breeze leaves just enough moisture For an entrancing palette bon fire Stars puncture the slate black sky warm waves glimmer and roll up to our toes we sit around the fire I peer around the circle And see faces of my youth All in the same state of mind All bringing me different memories Feeling this night will be added to the collection As the sky turns to a rising orange array We are faced to seize the melancholy day We pack up the van Forget to wipe off the sand As smiles of perfect bliss fill our faces Life is worthwhile If you live it the fullest…… never turn back and keep on going…… 020513 ... Zed I went as far as loosing sleep, I went as far as messing up my life, Unloving Still, strike me different, a million miles away from home and fifteen from a payphone, Where we sat lonely on the sand, you're ten years older, We translate, Japanese to English, and English to Japanese. It's not that simple, This dictionary, never has the words, for the way I'm feeling. It's nothing plain for me, of a different god and moral. What if I laid my head down on your stomach? Or put my mouth to your hand? I cannot translate Japanese to English, or English to Japanese. And what I have to say is un-said, and what I have to do is un-done, and if it was done I'm sure it would have killed our hour. Where we sat lonely on the sand, above the water, the aweful grey, our current from Japan, Didn't sweep away. (Anyone who can name the band who sung this song gets a medal - a big shiny gold medal.) 021112 ... dude naked. 030216 ... capri my sanctuary.............. 030514 ... Mia I'm only a fan of the beach in theory. In theory, it’s this lovely place to go and relax – have a good time, catch some rays, take a dip. In reality it’s usually an overly hot sandpit with screaming kids and loud music, and it smells like dead fish. Plus, I have a mild fear of the ocean. I would like to sit on a virtual beach and listen to the sound-engineered waves. Or better yet, I would like to take a trip to the real desert. That’s more my speed. :) 030923 ... megan the basics of this girl... 031018 ... tinie The beach in Santa Cruz is what I miss most of all, when I think of my time in California...oh God. Emanuel and Franklin fighting over the football, Katie pretending to be a Pakistani, calling Horatio forever, Bettina just being the perfect beachbabe wearing MY bikini... Beer and burrito's, perfect waves... The best Chai tea on a victorian terras, checking out how badly sunburnt we actually are... Someday I'll be back, beware! 040109 ... t like some closed shell on a beach 040130 ... Erin my retreat from the rush of the world 040509 ... Jess Life's a ... 040513 ... maisoui sweet days of summer... I forget the rest 040924 ... badjonni the green the blue the yellow the sand the sea the beach 061018 ... no reason i wanted to do something outside, thinking along the lines of going for coffee then he suggested the beach, and i got excited then he called and said he was too tired i still haven't been to the beach at night and it's been months since i was there during the day beach beach beach 070531 ... hammamadamakaramith hammamadamakaramith 070601 what's it to you? who go blather from