My life is over.
I'm officially one of them. I officially "get cold-sores." I had never had one before last month, when I got deathly sick with the plague and thought I was going to die. First it was strep, then it was a viral infection, one right after the other. But in the midst of that sick-shit-storm I got my first cold-sore. I tried to justify it. "No, look! I did research, and it says that they're much more common if you have a fever." And it was true, I did indeed have a fever of 101 for about four days in a row.
This morning I noticed that I'm getting one in the exact same spot I had it last time. It's the sequel. It's a ghost that is returning to once more haunt my social life. The worst part is I'm not even sick. Well that's not totally true. I have a small cold -- you know, congestion, slight sore throat. But that's it. I don't once more have the plague. Fuck.
Luckily when I was home for Christmas my mom gave me some of her super-chemo-strength cold-sore pills. I took two just now. I'm thinking of ODing on the whole bottle. Not because I want to kill myself, but because I want to get rid of thsi thing that badly. I HAVE JUSTIN'S BDAY PARTY THIS SATURDAY! In merely TWO DAYS.
And after seeing some of those video testimonials of his, I was definitely not hoping to go home alone. Or at the very least to get the #s of 5 smoking hot guys, minimum.
But now I'll have a Martian growth on my lip. And the thing is, I've always been a face-guy. You know, there are two types of guys. Guys whom you go after because they have beautiful faces, or guys whom you go afte beacuse of their great bodies -- body-guys. Once in a rare while, you find a combination guy. Back away. Slowly. Not quickly. He's really a dick-eating alien Communist in disguise, waiting to pounce at any moment.
Does this mean I have to turn into a body-guy? I do NOT have the discipline for that.
So the moral. Is there a moral here? No. I don't buy into that whole stupid prayer, how does it go? Something like "Give me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change." Horseshit.
But that doesn't mean I have the moral yet... I'll be back with it later today.
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Desperation might indeed have you praying and eating those very words. I should warn you stress tends to encourage it's growth somehow. So try relaxing, don't let it dry out, it gets more horrible scabbed over. Yes, I am in your ball park...(Hugs)Indigo
ReplyDeleteOh my god Indigo you really have proven to be as angelic as your icon. See, when I got my first one (how was I to know; I never had one before) I treated it like the pimple I thought it was. I dried it out. Which, I believe, made it much worse. But thanks for the advice. I'll moisturize, and try not to stress. Maybe I'll go get some aromatherapy or some such.
ReplyDeleteTo be fair, it'll be dark - it's not like it'll be noticeable at Pieces! And now I'm combing through my videos to guess who you're thinking of getting with :0D
ReplyDeleteCheck out the guest list, too... plenty of other winners there - ones who haven't done guestimonials.
abreva would be a good investment, i've used it in the past to much success, and all that indigo says holds true....chill...relax...moisturize
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