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Oh, Monday Morning
Monday, 2005 March 28 - 10:14 pm
... you gave me no warning of what was to be.

Today started off with a big pimple.

When does one STOP getting pimples? I mean, shouldn't we old people get SOME compensation for all of our other bodily breakdowns?

Back in college, my roommates and I had a discussion about what was the most painful place to get a pimple. At first we figured ass-pimples were pretty painful, but then we decided nothing beats the inside-of-the-nose pimple for physical pain. But since then, I've realized that even inner-nostril pain doesn't come close to matching the psychological pain of having a pimple right on the tip of one's nose.

That's where today's pimple was. Right on the end of the honker. Whenever this happens, I'm always quite worried about not being included in all of the reindeer games. So then I have a dilemma: do I put a little bit of concealer on the pimple to try to cover it up? Then I have the additional worry that folks will discover that I'm wearing makeup, thus adding even more evidence to the theory that I AM ACTUALLY A WOMAN. And of course, there's the possibility that the makeup will get wiped off during the course of the day, thus exposing to everyone that I have a pimple AND I was wearing makeup to try to hide the fact. So not only am I a woman, I AM A TEENAGE GIRL.

Hey, I guess this would have been a good topic of conversation with Jasmine this past weekend.

I was also tired this morning because I stayed up too late last night, trying to catch up on all my blog reading. That, combined with all the pimple unpleasantness, made for a wildly malfunctioning brain. When I got to work, I realized that I had forgotten my belt, my cell phone, my cash, and my jacket. It was a wonder I didn't forget to wear underwear.

In my morning meeting, I had something important to discuss but totally forgot what it was, just as I started to mention it. I almost forgot about my afternoon meeting entirely, even though we've had the same meeting every Monday for the past three years.

I was really happy when I could get home to take a nap. I am going to try to do as little as possible for the rest of the evening so that nothing else can go wrong.
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