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Pustulence
May. 7th, 2011 12:40 amThursday:
Pretty grossed out right now; found the biggest whitehead I have ever seen on anyone in my hair, and when I touched it the noise of the pop was audible and the pus dropped into the sink. I don't know why pimples don't show up more in horror stories; they're all bugs or rotting flesh, when would would really upset me would be to bust a large whitehead and find it was an embryo.
Friday:
Rummage sale at the church. Bought two cute dresses and a jacket. Scarlett found a small leather suitcase labeled "emergency medical kit," inarguably the get of the day. New slippers also arrived in the mail from New York; after years of searching I realized there was only one place to find a replacement for my old slippers and that was . . . Chinatown.
Pretty grossed out right now; found the biggest whitehead I have ever seen on anyone in my hair, and when I touched it the noise of the pop was audible and the pus dropped into the sink. I don't know why pimples don't show up more in horror stories; they're all bugs or rotting flesh, when would would really upset me would be to bust a large whitehead and find it was an embryo.
Friday:
Rummage sale at the church. Bought two cute dresses and a jacket. Scarlett found a small leather suitcase labeled "emergency medical kit," inarguably the get of the day. New slippers also arrived in the mail from New York; after years of searching I realized there was only one place to find a replacement for my old slippers and that was . . . Chinatown.
