Drove down to Wellington today. As I told my parents it is for “shits and giggles” so ya’ll are getting the same answer.

NO MORE QUESTIONS.

Most hilarious event of the day had to be me flinging the avocado stone across the kitchen. Completely unintentional. I was just trying to get it out and poof! Off it goes and bounced on the tiles. It sounded like a golf ball.

Mother and I lol’d saying, “That’s what golf balls are made of.”

WE ARE TOTES COOL. CAN’T DENY.

Anyway, in Wellington, I was so excited to see the bucket fountain. I squealed when I saw it and did a little skip. Actual. But once to the bucket fountain, it was turned off.

FUCKERS.

WHOLE TRIP RUINED.

I wanted to see the awesomeness that was the bucket fountain! I rage! It’s just so cool! You see the water pour from one to the next. Marvelous.

Obviously I have a small mind, because this small thing amuses me. I never said I had one the size of a melon. More like a pea.