So I’m back and I’m sunburnt in some odd places. Not target logo red, more like a low grade “duh, I was stupid” red. The evidence of my lameness with the neutrogena stick block is patently there, in large untoasted swaths on one boob, my upper arms. I should have just used the stick to write “I’m an idiot” on myself, really, because its blocking properties were not exploited.

Hairless boy thing is a gorgeous shade of almondy brown now, having been not an idiot and tanned in a booth about, oh, twelve times before exposing it all to God Helios.

Darnit.  Oh well. Shucking ones clothes amidst the pines, hot tubbing and doing a lot of absolutely nothing was great and needed.