Is that you? Sorry. Didn't mean to startle you. We've just all missed you so, so much. Are you really here?
And it's going to be a beautiful weekend. The word 'beach' has been uttered. There is sun. (I've seen it and can confirm. Secondary visual verified the sighting.) I had fresh o.j. already this morning, and am going in a few for an excellent coffee and almond croissant at my Frenchy place. Now to just not die of loveliness.
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3 comments:
And so the misery of a sweaty peri-albino begins.
Bright. Too bright. Way too bright. Way, way too bright.
If it makes you feel better, 'Guess', I think I sunburned my eyeballs this weekend.
The vodka rubs are helping with that though.
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