When I showed up at Megan's place on the Fourth, the first question I hear is "Why aren't you wearing red, white and blue?" Crap, why didn't I think of that when I got up in the morning? "I guess I'm just not that patriotic" was my response (Honestly, I just didn't think about expressing my patriotism through my clothing. I thought that was always done by how much shit I chose to blow up after dark). I could have driven back to my place and changed or bought a different shirt from the mall that is a mere three blocks from Megan's place - but being the resourceful problem solver that I am, I decided to make up for my faux pas by somewhat unconventional methods. I had blue and white in the shirt I was wearing... so I was just missing the red. I chose to spend the entire afternoon out in Megan's above ground pool to change my skin to a bright shade of red... which officially completed the color trio. Bam! Problem solved!
It has been years since the area the common t-shirt typically covers has been exposed to the sun, so this has become quite the ordeal, even now, three days out from the inception. Raising my arms above my head, putting on a shirt and carrying my laptop bag, are all things that I have to now consciously consider before just doing them. It's mostly just a nuisance and it is improving, but if I don't gripe about it now... it will be too late. I couldn't possibly miss my window of opportunity to bitch about something, could I?
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I was joking when I asked you about your clothes. If you recall I was wearing only a pink bikini, which ended up matching my skin.
I know that you were joking, but that was the first thing that you said. The story isn't funny without that bit of truth to lead it off.
By the way, the pink bikini was (and still is) quite nice. Even though it matches your current skin tone, it will be corrected in time.
How long until you die from skin cancer?
Just kidding :) I sat in the shade on the beach and am still a bit red!
(That's not a death wish. It was just me joking. Steven and I always talk about the scary skin cancer warnings you hear on the radio, and read in the magazines, and blah blah blah... stfu people!)
kilax - I can feel the cancer already growing on my skin. It's only a matter of time...
I'm not worried.
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