Tuesday, November 8, 2011

hey, you have a dog hair on your face.


Oh, wait. It's attached to your chin.

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Yeah, that really happened. Sometimes, I don't mind this whole getting older thing. I enjoy being the age I am, knowing what I want, and feeling confident because I have the experience(s) to back up my informed decisions.

Other times, it's all bullshit and I wish I was a kid again. No worries about money, hell - no worries about much other than what I'm going to do after school.

One of the few things that has stayed the same, no matter what age I am? Worries about random and disturbing skin care issues.


  1. Oh no, that is the worst--why must we be tortured this way? And, pregnancy makes it worse, so I'm in for a treat. Bleh. Lol.

  2. Same thing happened to me a few years back except it's on my neck...now I have to tweezer that little booger....ewww, sigh.

  3. I don't have these yet. But some of my college besties do. I'm skeered.


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