This is normally not a big problem for me. I hate being hot, I hate being in the sun, I hate the beach, and I look stupid with a tan. So having to avoid the sun is usually no big deal for me. Minor annoyance, maybe.
But it’s days like today that really grind my gears. Snow on the ground, ice-cold temperatures….but the sun is glaring overhead. So here I am, gooping sunscreen on my Gorram face in the bathroom in the middle of frackin’ winter, and my roommate comes over and I’m all like
But you know what? Let’s all remind ourselves that our skin will look better than anyone else’s when we are older because blah blah blah the rest of the crap my doctor tells me to feel better.
Seriously though, I apologize for whining.