My flea market sunburn is uncomfortable. I love the flea market, I love looking at people and seeing all of this stuff that was once loved, now just dusty relics on an old wooden table. Its a great experience.
I did really buy anything, I got a pair of sunglasses and a pirate flag patch for my hoodie. I refuse to buy singlasses full price, especially since I'll probably end up breaking them anyway.
I'm burned on the back of my neck, my arms and my face. My freckles are so dark its almost amazing. I instantly look like i'm much younger. I'm not sure why freckles = youth, but they do.
My boy's brother is endlessly entertaining. He's full of so much energy its exhausting to keep up with him. And he's very funny, he has the same wacky sense of humor we have. He bought my boy a keychain of a monkey with an erection, doing what a money with an erection would do. It was so odd it was funny. and the guy who sold it to him was even funnier. He made sure we knew it was a conversation peice. I'm not sure what conversation will be had after viewing it...
I am such a pussy when it comes to burns, literally, this is all I'm thinking about. I look like a damn lobster, I'm cold and my skin hurts whenever I move around.
Gilmore girls and Deadwood both have season finales this week. I'm actually excited about television for a change. I have knitting circle, and lots of stuff to knit all week long. I think I may be heading to Atlantic City next weekend, and Great Adventure. And at some point I MUST drink. I need to go to a bar. Badly.
If anyone is interested please let me know.
Scent of the day: Voodoo
Song of the day: "Rudy Foolish" by Matt Sweeney and Bonnie Prince Billy
3 things you didn't know about me, by Aponia Suicide:
1. I've had severe sun poisoning.
2. I hate peas
3. my favorite place to kiss someone: nose or cheek
I did really buy anything, I got a pair of sunglasses and a pirate flag patch for my hoodie. I refuse to buy singlasses full price, especially since I'll probably end up breaking them anyway.
I'm burned on the back of my neck, my arms and my face. My freckles are so dark its almost amazing. I instantly look like i'm much younger. I'm not sure why freckles = youth, but they do.
My boy's brother is endlessly entertaining. He's full of so much energy its exhausting to keep up with him. And he's very funny, he has the same wacky sense of humor we have. He bought my boy a keychain of a monkey with an erection, doing what a money with an erection would do. It was so odd it was funny. and the guy who sold it to him was even funnier. He made sure we knew it was a conversation peice. I'm not sure what conversation will be had after viewing it...
I am such a pussy when it comes to burns, literally, this is all I'm thinking about. I look like a damn lobster, I'm cold and my skin hurts whenever I move around.
Gilmore girls and Deadwood both have season finales this week. I'm actually excited about television for a change. I have knitting circle, and lots of stuff to knit all week long. I think I may be heading to Atlantic City next weekend, and Great Adventure. And at some point I MUST drink. I need to go to a bar. Badly.
If anyone is interested please let me know.
Scent of the day: Voodoo
Song of the day: "Rudy Foolish" by Matt Sweeney and Bonnie Prince Billy
3 things you didn't know about me, by Aponia Suicide:
1. I've had severe sun poisoning.
2. I hate peas
3. my favorite place to kiss someone: nose or cheek
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I've never really burned before but when I was younger I think I hurt my eyes by looking at the sun reflecting off of water in a pool. I had to spend the rest of my vacation sporting old school Cyclops specs