Alanis Morissette lyrics (the good ones, from the 90’s) promised me that if I lived, I would learn.

Alanis lied.

Even after suffering some brutal sunburns and subsequent peels in the past, I chose to go sans-sunblock today at the lake. My hours of sunbaking bliss, with Tina Fey’s engrossing book Bossypants, have been replaced with pain, suffering and expensive aloe lotion. Ouch.

Damn you Tina’s funny writing and Alanis’ lying ways.

Drowning in a sea of aloe-the red artsy effect gives you an impression of how lobster-like I really am