Sunburned, I'm staying in for the day. It turns out that too much of a good thing isn't all that good. (For the last month I've been singing to Corrie "I need a sunburn"; what was I thinking?) But on the sunnyside, it affords me ample time to read and listen to Damien Rice.
Older chests reveal themselves, like a crack in a wall
starting small, and grow in time
And we always seem to need the help, of someone else
to mend that shelf...
Too many books,
read me your favorite line
(formal apology submitted for the dreadful pun in the fourth sentence of this admittedly humdrum post... I have a good one ready for tomorrow about CRU's most unfortunate Ultimate Frisbee Tournament this weekend but am waiting for a picture someone took...)
2 comments:
I'm already screwed from growing up here and doing a lot of stuff outside on 100 degree + days so I don't worry about it too much
Oh my gosh. I haven't even left the house today, except to go to wal mart. Luckily I saw Marisa and she made me feel a bit better, but I was NOT in a social mood so I feel bad. I think I'm staying home today (monday) as well... Sunburns are the worst! The worst Jordan! The worst Derek!
Jordan, you rock by the way. Remember the wallet incident? That's one of my favorite memories.
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