.paw paw.

Overnight my poor bee sting became this [and I suffered the entire night stuffing my hand beneath my pillow so that I wouldn't scratch it]. I took some Ibuprofen and iced it all morning [which is what the information I got from the internet said to do] but it still looks like a fatty animal paw. Attractive, huh?


In case I was ever wondering, I now know exactly what it feels like to be a sausage. If my finger swells anymore it will surely explode.



I was planning on surfing this morning with Dars but seeing as how I can only close my hand *yay* much, it would make holding onto my surfboard a bit difficult. I heard it was small this morning anyhow [and stupid yellow longboard haole girl was out with a bunch of other people] so I didn't miss much. G. said that Ryan asked where I was in front of G. and he made a snorting/chortling sound. How is it possible that 40-something year old men can act like such pre-schoolers? Goes to show you, surfers never really do grow up ...