Tiffany and I went to the beach again today. I don't know if it was because of the recent rain, or something with the tide, but the bottom was grossly muddy in spots. We waded out once just to try and cool off some, but kept stepping in the muddy spots. And then, there was something strange and slimy that kept sliding past us, so we decided to hightail it back to the safety of the sand before we discovered the hard way that the slimy things were jellyfish. I've been stung once this week already, thank you kindly. I still have yucky purple blood-blisters on the bottom of my foot from that previous experience. My mother tells me that it was probably a Buckmoth Caterpillar. A poisonous, nasty beastie that doesn't even have the decency to turn into a pretty butterfly.

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I'm starting to throw things into a box for the package that I'm going to ship up to Seattle right before I leave. This is all sorts of miscellaneous things that I want to have up there, but don't want to lug in a suitcase. The last time I packed for a trip of this duration was for basic training, and the packing for that was pretty easy.