Apparently I drive a lot.
I am basing this statement solely on my driver’s tan.
It’s fucking awesome.
My skin is naturally very light. If I’m in the sun quite a bit, though, it has the potential to become a pretty nice golden brown. This is one of those things I blame on my Native American genes. And not a negative blame, like "you ate the cookie I was saving for later." More like, "you baked a three dozen cookies while I was at work" blame.
I have one arm that’s in the sun twenty or more minutes a day and the other just hangs out over in the shade. Being all albino and shit.
There’s only been sun for a week and I’m already nearing the point in the summer where I put sunscreen on my left arm and nowhere else.
Tonight I’m sitting outside with my left arm in the shade while waiting for my right one to burn.
I’m just sadistic like that. And when you’re white like I am, sunburns are so commonplace they don’t seem that bad. Until you get cancer.
In other news, my shorts from last year don’t fit. And not in a good way.
I’m debating whether to cut down more of what I eat, or exercise a lot longer. I feel like I’m fighting against a wall. And the wall is kind of a stodgy dick.
It’s not that I’m trying to get super skinny, mind you. I’m just not built for that. And I think skinny girls seem as if they’d be uncomfortable to have sex with; I’d like to at least be moderately comfortable (in bed). Or at least to cuddle with. (Example of weird shit I think about on a fairly regular basis.)
I just really want my clothes to fit. Since I not only refuse to purchase new clothes, but also will not have shopping funds, like, ever again. It does not behoove me at this point to gain or lose a lot of weight.
I want one of those office setups where you can walk on the treadmill pretty much all day while working. The only way it could get better is if I could combine showering, working, and walking. I would mention dessert, but that seems a little counterproductive at this point.