Buenas.

It's early, I was up late, but I obviously didn't have that hard a night last night because I'm online, and it's early. The internet here is outrageously expensive and half the keys on here feel like they are weightless and the other half are stiffer than a.... drink I'd make you. You thought I was going to say something perverted, didn't you. Get your mind out of the gutter you filthy filthy animal.

Resort is cool, massive, gated, the only americans here are these jersey accented douchebags who are just walking caricatures of themselves. I swear, you couldn't write these morons better, and there is a whole family. It's like having a very loud, very annoying sitcom on wherever they are. The loud nasaly obnoxiously self righteous bitch of a mother. The numerous -somewhat obese and kinda balding but blissfully unaware in their own personal bubble of ego how unbelievably unattractive they are to everyone outside jersey- sons, cousins, and various other "bro's". The wives that just sit around looking like inside they are starting to realize what a mistake they made as the look around a see all the other happy couples not ruining everyone's day, and the kids. I feel sorry for the kids hahaha The only problem is that to turn them off, you have to just move. Thankfully the resort is huge. They obviously provide some entertainment which is needed because there aren't many people our age here, who are of any use. By this i mean single attractive women, or groups of them. There are however numerous pairs of the most outrageously hot girl gross friend pairs I've seen anywhere... and more. It's like the pick up kamakazis worst nightmare. The grenades are at times, so big they actually look dangerous, but the friend of the grenade, very good, so you know there is a chance you'll have to risk death by slow gross sweaty asphyxiation for your mates sake. It's like going to war in the evening. We're hoping that things will improve in that department.

Everything else, is dandy like Sandy. I don't know sandy, but her name rhymes, so I would assume she is indeed dandy. Foods is pretty damn good for an AI, they make any type of drink there is, top shelf liquors.. nice.

I'll check in if I haven't been taken out by a very unfortunate mission leaves me but an imprint on a matress somewhere, the victim of taking one ofr the team gone wrong.

More average poetry. Unedited. Untitled.

Hugged between two small pillows
Hips relaxed enough to let the senses guide
The dull roar of great bay waves churning rocks like butter beneath frigid thin black
White tops glisten under the clouded moonlight
Brandy tipped smoke wafts upwards
Peace lives here in the confusing beauty
Fire licks furiously at all walls imprisoning it
Spitting heat
Escaping upwards like gasps of rekindled lovers long thought lost
Cracks mash with waves and blend to silence
Icy flows of sleepy tonic
Heavy eyes and romanticized thoughts of history
Snapped back by unnecessarily descriptive prose of horrors past
Forcing uncomfortable admissions of truth
Lonely moments realized
Love lives in these tattered walls
Happiness lies in the carpet strains, stained with the liquids of good times
If love were a location
I’d be in it