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So, I got sunburned on Monday and today is the first day I can touch the afflicted areas without screaming, crying out in pain, and generally carrying on like a pathetic girly girl. I swear to God, my legs swelled up from this burn. Now I'm waiting for the hardened leather carapace to slough off and reveal the pink, soft skin underneath.

( Stuff that isn't all that interesting. )

That is all.

TMI Warning! Not for the easily grossed out!

So, earlier this evening, I found myself picking at what I thought was a pimple on my shoulder. Pick pick pick. Pick pick pick. It just wasn't behaving the way a blemish ought to. How unsatisfying!

Then I looked at it. Ah. Well. That would be because it was a mole! A bleeding mole now hanging gruesomely from my shoulder, clinging for dear life. So then it bled copiously some more. I've never seen this mole before. A new mole? And now, a very dead mole. Disgusting.

5-HTP is now making me overwhelmingly sleepy. I think I can live with that if it means I'll actually get stuff done.