Get drunk and eat watermelons in the sun. God, it's going to be righteous. In the words of poor Hum, I'm entering a plane of being where nothing matters.
I'll probably read a book in between the intoxication and the watermelon consumption and the heatstroke. Maybe tan a little and learn how to make potato bake. I'll document this for my own amusement. When it's too hot, I'll find a chatroom and mess with people and tell them they have no life, when in fact I went out of my way to annoy them.
Oh and I probably want to get a little high in between all of that.
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