F.L.A. - Day 11 2009

Days in Paradise flow swiftly by...

Spent the day on the beach, I'm practically eating my novel, Interview with the Vampire, I mean it, I'm devouring every word, every taste Anne Rice freely hands me.
Really there isn't too much to report, except there is this kid, who is asking for a killing. She's vacationing here at the resort this week...and every time she goes down the slide she screams at the top of her tongue, and she does this in intervals of five minutes over the course of the entire day. I mean, it can't be THAT scary, to go experience that kind of fear EVERY TIME she shoots down the slide...Unless of course there is an aligator at the bottom of the pool when she reaches the bottom, but if that were true, I would have pulled my kid out of the pool by now.
I repeat, this has been going on since FRIDAY and she starts screaming around 9:00 in the morning, and I don't want to get up until 11:00.
I just want to yell at her and tell her to shut up, or punch her voice box as she's sliding, that would work too.

I'm always glad to rant,
- M