Vorlon Whispers

The End of Day 2

I’m feeling pretty good tonight although I’m ready for bed. I expect to sleep well and I hope I’ve eaten enough to pick up a little weight.

I’m attempting to get to bed earlier. I think with the chemical attack I’m undergoing, my body needs a little more sleep.

Today the Vorlon Wife decided that she didn’t want to look like a ghost next to me and she too went to the tanning salon. Her first session was short, as the lady at the tanning salon didn’t know if the medication the Vorlon Wife is taking for her shingles pain would make her more light sensitive. She did four minutes and had no adverse reaction. She gets browner than I do, but I have a head start.

Now it’s a contest to see who can turn the color of a coconut first. Have I mentioned how much I hate to loose – failure is not an option and all that. It’s taken me four weeks to get what little color I have and I’m not to be outdone by some Johnny (so to speak) come lately.

The race is on.

Posted by The Vorlon at January 2, 2006 8:30 PM