Sunday, November 18, 2007

I fear I will not be able to kiss my boyfriend for a very long time.

My face is infected. Not even the fun kind like a cut from a brawl that didn't heal right, or even a sinus problem. Instead, I woke up this morning with a post-cold sore scab slightly pussy (read: containing puss) and three little dots on my upper lip with no explanation. They could be from when I scalded my lip with hot tea (ha, haathi) from a travel mug on the way back to Louisville. Add that to bowling last night and not washing our hands before eating a soft pretzel and we have prime conditions for lip nasties. Did I mention that the pretzel was greasy? Like pizza crust? I'm still not quite sure how that works. It even tasted a little bit like pepperoni grease. *shudder*

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