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Tuesday, April 12, 2005Even A Lobster Would Be JealousSunday I went to a baseball game and got soooo sunburned. What made it that much worse is that I have the perfect farmer's tan sunburn lines going... on both arms/shoulders. The tops of my feet got a little crispy, too. Trust me, if you have never been sunburned on your feet - it hurts. A lot. Like hell. I don't recommend it. But the sunburn was worth it. It meant that I got to be outside, watching one of my favorite sports, cheering for number 24 in that tight uniform. WHO SAVED THE GAME. Two words: DAMN HOT.
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