Anyway, my best friend just made me two, because (obviously) she's the best. The last song has been stuck in my head since Sunday. It took a while to grow on me, but now I love it. It's one of the last songs Warren Zevon wrote before he died of cancer. He was too sick to go to the studio, so he recorded it in his house.
You're probably thinking, "Gosh, Charlie Brown, you're such a buzzkill." Sorry.
Ps. Don't let my experience discourage you at all from going to Belize. I highly recommend it...I think my illness was a fluke. I swam with nurse sharks, snorkeled in the blue hole, drank rum punch all day, and played in the sand. It was awesome.



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