Birthday came and went, and I had a wonderful time. I had my friends surprise me this year, and we had a lot of fun at the arcade. This weekend I’ve been chilling at my boyfriend’s father’s house, fishing off the docks. Boyfriend likes his life to remain private, so from here on out, he will be Skeletor. Kidding, I’ll call him Boyfriend. Mostly caught a lot of little ones, and one big one (but it got away). Most of them were catfish, and I got finned by half of them, which Boyfriend says means I’m a master angler now (yeah right!).
Caught more tonight than I did earlier today, but yesterday wasn’t bad fishing either. Would like to catch a big one at some point. As much as I love fishing, though, I feel bad every time I catch a fish, because of the hook they have to endure.