Tuesday, February 12th, 2008
(like a light bulb)
Why is it that, when I’m under stress, my body decides it’s time to revert to junior high and grow zits the size of Mount Everest? Seriously. I have one on the END OF MY NOSE that is making me look like Rudolph the Fucking Red-Nosed Reindeer.
So what’s the stress about, you ask? Moving. Lando […]
