Roasty Toasty (like a peanut!)

And, like a peanut, I am shriveled up and cowering within my outer shell.... a raw, pink layer of sunburnt skin. Seriously, now. I haven't worn sunscreen all week and now, on the very last day of the Dolores Mission program I was volunteering for, on Carnival day, I get toasted past done, past overdone..... if I were a bagel, I'd no longer be edible.

Speaking of bagels, I had a prophetic one this morning. I went to Buster's, and the guy (who was cute!) burned my bagel the first time around, toasted it as thoroughly as I would be toasted mere hours later. BUT HOW COULD HE HAVE KNOWN???

So now I'm off to crawl painfully and delicately into bed, make up for the mere 6 hours of sleep I got last night (home late after the kick-ass cooking class, and up early to take my mom to the Greyhound bus station to go to Redding to visit her brother).... being careful of my now flaky, sensitive skin. The burn is never bad at first, and then about 8 hours later it becomes PAINFUL like a mother. But anyways, house to myself! All to myself, all weekend, except for the tenant, but so far I've never been coming or going at the same time as he, so it's pretty much as though I'm living all alone. A bachelorette in my own lovely mansion. Now I just need a keg party! Best episode of Freaks and Geeks, when they swap the fake alcohol for the real, and Bill gets totally wasted.... Man, I need to see that show again. It's been too long, and it's too wonderful to do without.

Now I really need to go to bed. You see how my mind wanders? From proving the infinite monkey theorem on a world-wide revolutionary scale, to prophetic bagels to keg parties. I need my sleep back!

posted by Holly @ 10:07 PM