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jackie-chan-wtf-face-i16No you freaks, not THAT kind of bottle, an antibiotic pill bottle!

In all fairness, I have no idea if it’s the pills or the cream, or if that poor little alien baby cyst was just ready to be born, but it ruptured of it’s own accord last night while I slept and HOLY FUCKING SQUIRRELS ON A WATERSLIDE do I feel better now. My sheets, my beautiful pale aqua sheets, those might never recover…

But yes, I’m feeling better today. It’s still not superawesomefuntimegreat yet, but I can walk without looking like I’m trying to smuggle something unpleasant in my slacks, and the best part is that I actually slept last night.

a96b33f431ef3c545712b1392418e71f473e5641982f3901f15a41b5d416fdb7Sleep is such a beautiful thing, don’t you agree?

Anyway, work today was fine. I managed to make some good progress on things. I’ve got a fuckton of stuff to do around the house this weekend, which means I’ll need to start this evening. Thinking it’s time to make a list. The little fridge-sized white board I got is good, but it’s not going to be adequate for this monster.

Thanks to all of you who have offered such kind words and all the hugs here lately. Y’all are my family, too, and you mean a lot to me. I’ll try to be back to my sarcastic-yet-sunny self soon.