So I was just about to go and surf. This is something I used to do religiously but have been slacking off on lately. I REALLY need to surf three or four times a week, man.
So, I'm on my way to surf and I can't find my phone! So I went back into the house to look for it. No phone. But, because it had been so long since I've surfed, I just put off looking for it.
The surf was fabulous, the weather perfect and, should I have drowned, the lifeguard beautiful.
When I got here (Coffee Bean in Clairemont), I resumed my search by going online and texting Jennie at work. Then I checked my e-mail and saw, send from my own phone, this:
