I have a sun burn. A very bad sun burn. I got it by spending about 5 hours at the Renaissance festival without sun screen last weekend. Thank God I wasn't wearing a sleeveless shirt or shorts. Just my arms and face are burned. That's enough for me
I want to go back this weekend, but not unless this damn sun burn is better. The Renaissance doesn't end until June, so I'm sure I can squeeze a couple more visits in. I remember, well actually I don't remember specifically - just from pictures and stories told by my parents, but I remember, going to the Renaissance when I was just a baby. Wow... going to the Renaissance for almost 19 years now. Trippy. And nothing has really changed. Except I'm noticing more and more hot guys. lol
The festival is full of hot guys - I almost break my neck looking left, right, and then a quick left again. I find that I'm am attractive to them, but I'm looking at people, particularly males, in more of an artistic fashion. It sort of pisses me off though. My artistic eye is killing my sex drive. The only problem is, I haven't been able to pull a piece of artwork out of my brain in about a year. Lots of inspirational pictures, no motivation. Oh well. I'm sure I'll get back into the swing of things sometime.
