Okay, I need a breather after that week. Remember me bitching about not meeting men? Remember when I used to talk about other stuff too? Seriously when did this turn into a dating blog?
So I burnt my arm the other day at work and I very much wish I could upload pictures from my phone to this here blog but I can’t figure it out for the life of me. My camera is still in the shop (seriously, what the hell is taking them so long). Instead I’ll tell you that it’s 2 inches across and 1.5 inches down, bright red and blistery. I didn’t go to a doctor because I am a dumbass.
I think bright red is good – doesn’t that mean it’s healing? Any help anyone? I would Google it but we all know that turns into thinking you’re going to die no matter the severity of the initial problem. I’m Polysporin-ing (it’s a word) this SOB all week.
Ya, well enjoy this hungover rambling, I’m sure I’ll come right home from work and delete it.