I passed these messes on my way to drop off some empty boxes and I couldn't stop laughing. At first I thought the murderess had just gotten her wig turned around but then I realized her whole head was on backwards.
I also love that the dead one gave fierce poses right up until the end. Work that leg. I hope this is the display and it will stay like this for a while.
The other day I was taking a shower and as I washed my face I suddenly felt an intense burning right by my eye. I inspected as best as I could with my hands and felt that there was definitely a raised spot right where the burning was. I rinsed my face and continued with my shower, reminding myself to check out my face closer in the mirror later.
As I began to wash the rest of myself I started feeling the same burning sensation in various spots on my arms and legs. Being able to see these spots I could verify that there was definitely something going on with my skin. I of course immediately assumed skin cancer. The hours I've spent in the sun coated in nothing but coconut oil have finally caught up to me.
I tried to put it out of my mind but throughout the day I would feel these various spots on my body stinging and burning, reminding me of their presence. I commented about it to Heather at lunch and asked her if she thought it looked like skin cancer. She immediately said the spots looked like burns and asked if I had burned myself recently.
Suddenly, in such a rush, my memories from the night before came back to me. I may have had one too many glasses of wine and decided to make myself a pizza. All I remember distinctly was trying to move the pizza out of the oven and on to the counter, dropping it, and shouting, "MY PIZZA PIE!!"
I actually found pizza sauce splatter on the most random cupboards in the kitchen the next morning, but never put two and two together that the sauce probably also splattered on me. Specifically any areas that were exposed...face...arms...legs...
Now besides the fact that my face really hurts I feel like I have this terrible conspicuous spot that begs the question, "what happened to your face?"
I was perusing the list trying to decide what I might want when I decided that all I really wanted was something with a high alcohol content, so I picked La Fin Du Monde which boasted a 9% alcohol content. It was delicious and from Canada so it provided for me ask what it was all aboot repeatedly, which pleased me.
I chose the second beer entirely based on the name.
It was the special bottle of the day so it didn't have the alcohol content listed on the menu or on the chalkboard. I figured, with a name like Lagunitas The Hairy Eyeball how could I go wrong.
Well turns out it was also a 9% alcohol content brew so by the time I finished this I was pretty gone. If I had it all to do over again I might have chosen differently, just because both of these beers were very good, but I don't think I was prepared to get that loaded of off two drinks. I was glad that I got the hairy eyeball while it was the special though, especially when I saw their catch phrase at the bottom:
For some reason this made me think of Meghan.
After my boozy sunday evening I ended up coming home and watching like 4 straight hours of true crime shows on one of those trashy stations like the ID channel. It was glorious. I guess I have no complaints really, maybe these two beers are a winning combination for me.
Scott and I had planned to go for a walk on the beach but after not finding any parking we ended up at Hooters. Pitchers were on sale, there's not much more to tell.
