OK, so I had this really nice long blog written about my trip to the tanning bed, but my computer shut down and I lost it. As I sit here marinating in aloe vera gel and curse this computer, I will cut it short and say : I saw my future walking out of that tanning salon and it looked like it should have been wrapped around a bottle of Jack Daniels (brown paper bag, for those of you who are a little slow). I (state your name) promise to stay away from that evil place called the tanning salon! amen.
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