So, the problem with vacations is that they are so terribly relaxing that I don’t want to or know how to go out and do things. This was the problem all three times I went abroad. I was so totally relaxed that I just didn’t knwo what to do. It was like, “Wait…you want me to move? Crappers…Okay, I’ll get ready. Shit.” Can you see while I’ll be single until I’m 50? I am at an impass with the whole having fun without drinking thing…huh? I know this must be possible, but really I’m not sure if I’m motivated to do anything unless there is food and drink involved.
I took the longest nap today while my mother went to aerobics. This was prompted by my new found fear of the sun. I got an amazing sunscreen moisturizer for my face yesterday, and I was laying in the sun today with really only my legs exposed to the sun. I shit you not, after 30 minutes in the sun it felt like my leg was burning. I jumped up and ran inside. Direct sunlight…not for vampires like me. It made me so tired I just went inside and laid down.
Have you ever watched children’s television programming? I love it. I think I love it because the kids seem so much cooler then I ever was. I am eternally 15. I’m off to find something kick ass to do tomorrow. hugs.