Shrimp Cocktail

I'll bet your curious little mind is wondering, "What exactly did Natalia Rahlia do yesterday?" I'm almost certain you spent all night thinking about it, tossing and turning on your 1000 thread count sheets, shaking your pet cat/dog/emu/zonkey and demanding an answer, or perhaps even consulting the celebrity gossip blogs that fill the internet like so much semen in search of quenching your thirst for knowledge of my whereabouts. I'll just bet your life is in ruins from not knowning.

(Imagine how crazy the above paragraph would be if it were real? HOLY SHIZ!)

WELL FRET NO MORE. Drop your pet zonkey RIGHT NOW and direct your attention to your brightly lit monitor.

Yesterday was my uncle's birthday, and the family decided to celebrate his existence by making shrimp cocktail and getting together at a house with a pool in the shadow of the Tramway.

My cousin's dog, Pikachu, refused to love me at first. However, he soon fell victim to my ladylike charm, and we became the best of friends. We're meeting for girl's night out tomorrow, even if he is male. (He's kinda gay, though. He sorta started humping his own brother... and last party, his mother. INCEST.)



Some good ol' palm trees. As if I really need any more of them.



I swam and was merry. I ate and was fatty. And then, I decided to play SRS PHOTOGRAPHER and take "artistic" pictures. Obviously, my effort was wasted. Nevertheless, we had fun.

SOUL TRAIN

That's artistic. Do not doubt, do not question.

That Daddy Long Leg's also joining in on Girl's Night out. We told him we'd meet up with Black Widow - he was happy to hear it. Says he'll be there to comfort her after her tragic loss.... Oooh, romantic!

Bokeh on the way back. It was effing hard, as I was in a moving vehicle.