eat your heart out, angelina

is it raining in mexico city? I wouldn't know... cause I'm not there.



alex and I are in isla mujeres, quintana roo. I don't know why it's called that, I don't know how I got here.



we flew to cancun yesterday morning, and here I am having a coconut on top o' the morning sunday. isn't that unexpected, not to mention kind of cool?



there's also a seaturtle haven here. last year they hatched 50,410 li'l turtlettes and flung them into the ocean. I did my best to take pics, but only a couple came out all right.



I wish I had better photographer abilities, but look at this albino's eyes. he looked into my eyes a couple of times there, you know.



on the whole, I'm having what feels like the best weekend of my life. I've had them just as good really; this one feels differente because there's nothing to regret or feel guilty about, yet. of course. and it'll stay this way if I have any say about it.



what a touristy post, isn't it? well, such is life when one's in a good mood. zorry, even eeeeyore can't be gloomy all the time. cheers and happy weekend. and next week.



top tropical three I'm being kicked out of the internet cafe:
1. cannonball -- breeders
2. tender -- blur
3. son of a preacherman -- dusty springfield