Saturday, December 13, 2008

Scorched.

Toasted. At the beach with Ashley again.




Had mee soto after so long, somehow the taste from the past still clouds the mind. Can the present never win? The mysterious works of the mind.




There has never been any memory of sunburnt experience, therefore the body doesn't recognise the symptoms. Intense itching. Simply assumed an allergy to Andrew, until he noticed the redness and enlightened me with the possibility of being burnt. Damn it.

Showering doesn't help, neither does moisturising lotion. At least the skin is calmed a little.




Cool breeze by the pool is a great gift from Mother Nature. Thank the Earth!






South African red wine, weird tasting home-cooked pasta, New York cheesecake, apple crumble, American Dad.




Not the most logical blend, but the simplest night.




C'est la vie.

Note to self - remember the sides when tanning.

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