Oh man... today was one of those days. You know. That day. That day when you look in the mirror and discover that the tan you so carefully cultivated in Cannes, St. Tropez and Cinqueterre has faded into oblivion and to mask your newfound pasty whiteness, you have to edit your photos in BW in the hopes of covering it up... and then proceed to tell the world that that is what you're doing and; therefore, completely defeating the purpose of having tried to hide your glow-in-the-darkness in the first place.
It was also a day when Soldier Boy, delirious after another crazy afternoon of running me around base to get forms signed, not be able to get the form signed because we were given the wrong form, being given the right form, and then returning to the first office only to find it closed... asked me to pretend to be a superhero with my reflecty belt and make Miley Cyrus/vampire faces.
Yeah... one o' those days...
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