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I'm sitting here in Gen's room, in her pajamas, typing on her computer, but she is not here. She had to work this morning. What shit after the 4th of July, huh? As well as Gen being gone, so is my car. We left it at our party-host's house last night. It was an alright 4th. Not my typical drunken 4th of July bonanza, but fun. We (Gen and I) went to a quaint all-day pool party/bbq/backyard fireworks show. We spent the day drinking domestic cans, Cuervo, and Wild Turkey. That, and lounging by the pool.
I'm glad it stayed fairly overcast yesterday. My dumbass got sun-poisoning the other day. After a night of various binging, I woke up on the beach at about 4 in the afternoon. My room-mate was standing over me. "Get up, dude." The results were devestating. I didn't realize it till the next morning, though, when after waking up from a night of pub-crawling, my face ached like someone had beaten me with a light pole. My left eye was swelled shut. My whole face looked like a bright red balloon. I have been told many-a-time to go see a doctor, but I have yet to do so. The burn happened Friday. It's now Tuesday. It's getting better. It's in the peeling stage now, so my face looks ultra-fucked up. I wish I had a picture of me right now. I look like I fell out of Predator. "If you're gonna be stupid, you better be tough."
Whatever with this. I'm going back to sleep. My lady will wake me in a couple hours. I never get tired of waking up to her.
I'm glad it stayed fairly overcast yesterday. My dumbass got sun-poisoning the other day. After a night of various binging, I woke up on the beach at about 4 in the afternoon. My room-mate was standing over me. "Get up, dude." The results were devestating. I didn't realize it till the next morning, though, when after waking up from a night of pub-crawling, my face ached like someone had beaten me with a light pole. My left eye was swelled shut. My whole face looked like a bright red balloon. I have been told many-a-time to go see a doctor, but I have yet to do so. The burn happened Friday. It's now Tuesday. It's getting better. It's in the peeling stage now, so my face looks ultra-fucked up. I wish I had a picture of me right now. I look like I fell out of Predator. "If you're gonna be stupid, you better be tough."
Whatever with this. I'm going back to sleep. My lady will wake me in a couple hours. I never get tired of waking up to her.