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I am in howling, wailing agony. I paced around the house and panted and screamed little screams and clawed at my legs.

What, I hear you ask, has driven me to this madness?

O, ye glowing Orb, the Sun.

I went to the beach on Saturday...I actually think the brute initial pain - like where even the slightest contact is horror - was better than this.

It is as if I am being jabbed by a million tiny spikes. Sometimes painful in the way that a bad brushburn applied briefly to a 400 degree oven door is painful. But mostly, and worst, it ITCHES. I know itching is supposed to mean that it's healing, but seriously I am about ready to cut off my body. I don't think I can imagine worse agony than this. It is stunningly obvious to me that Dante was of Southern Italian descent and never got a sunburn, or he would have had a whole new feature in Coccyx or Coctus or whatever it was (Bolter?)

Thus, I am journaling in an attempt to distract myself. Obviously, since I am journaling about my agony, it isn't really working. However, typing keeps my fingers busy and not clawing at myself.

I almost wish I had let Thera and Christa take pictures of me...

Actually, Thera did. I think I may pester her to email me said picture (w00t digital camera) so that I may turn it into my LJ userpic to use whenever I did something really really really really REALLY stupid.

The beach was nice, albeit covered with huge (HUGE) gobs of driftwood.

On Sunday the stores were open (to my surprise) - I got a hot pair of red pants from the guys' section of Gap and two really cute tops from Limited. So apparently my days of hating/avoiding Gap and Limited are over.

Quite aside from being miserably itchy I am also dastardly tired. Perhaps I will see if my laundry has finished and then go to bed.

I am quite stoked for second session, though right now I am pretty sure I will vomit if I try to put on any clothes that are Camp Barnabas appropriate.

If anyone wishes to help me distract myself, put up a reply here and I will tell you how to send me your ground coordinates so I can write you real letters on real paper. Wiiiild.

Current Mood: CRABBY
Current Music: Magical Mr. Mistoffeles (or whatever) -- Cats [in head]
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I will also write you real letters on real paper. There should be a post with my new ground coordinates that you can see if you scroll back a pace or two. I can't properly read your address from the last letter you sent me, but I suspect it was only good for last summer anyway.

It is stunningly obvious to me that Dante was of Southern Italian descent and never got a sunburn, or he would have had a whole new feature in Coccyx or Coctus or whatever it was (Bolter?)

Oh BEAUTIFUL. Thanks for the belly laugh (even though I appreciate it's at the expense of your sunburn)!

I am of partial S. Italian and mostly never burn. However, I fell asleep in the sun once and my strawberry-blonde cousin and red-haried aunt had the last laugh ...

(Anonymous)

'tis I, the Slasher.

Missed you in your absence, I did...anyway, funny that you should mention Cats, because I happen to have an extra ticket, and it's her in town, and I don't work on Saturday...I intended to invite the elusive Lindsey Moum, but she won't call me, so that hasn't panned out to my liking. Find me on MSN or e-mail me; I'll check it later.

-TLS.

::faints::

She has returned! She has returned! Thank god, is all I have to say. AIM is boring boring boring when you're away. How was camp? Er, aside from the sunburn, which presumably you did not acquire at camp.

P.S. I recommend aloe vera gel with menthol--we had some on our vacation and it was a life saver. Also, perhaps an oatmeal bath? Isn't that supposed to draw out the heat? I am very sorry, m'dear--that is not the stuff of a good homecoming.

(Anonymous)

Erm, speaking of spotting Lucy on AIM, has anyone seen her on AIM since she's been back? Because I would leap at the chance to interact with her once more...

-TLS.