Landon Jones

So Lucy. Luce. Lu. Lucifer. You know how I'm the older twin?

I think it's only fair that we switch, every quarter-century or so. I'll be the younger one from 26-50. Assuming we live to see 50, I'll swap you again.

Okay. So Mom's "you're almost 30" speech got to me. And the Southern Comfort Seth brought over. Yep.

( T.E.A.M. )

Happy St. Patrick's Day. A day late. A high school gym is not the best place to spend the day after, for the record. But spring is coming, and that means swim season, baseball season, great surf, tourists, and soon, summer vacation. I'll be teaching swimming/surfing over break, at the rec center (which you can call and sign up for now) and to guests at the resort. It's the best job ever, let me tell you. Almost as fun as trying to make the goth kids that never dress out and think I don't notice them sneaking behind the building to smoke run the mile.

In other news, my therapist says I should keep a journal. No.

[Private]
At least, not where my twin sister can read it as easily as picking her nose.