Do you remember that story from childhood? I seemed to have blocked out most of the 80s – some trauma or something? But, I do remember “Meow, meow. And we shall have no pie.”
Um, yeah. Anyhoo… I have a problem. Me? Never! For really, I do. I should have mittens on, all the time, all year round. Why, you ask. Well, GOOD GOD I can’t seem to stop scratching my face. This wouldn’t be so damned annoying if a) I had fingernails, and b) I wasn't experiencing thirty-something acne. Lord.
Apparently, I have some sort of ugly ick between my eyes. So? Yeah, I scratched it off in my sleep. It’s not like a small spot between my eyes. It’s more like a gaping hole, again between my eyes. Damn it all. I am lookin’ so freaking hott (that’s a hott with two Ts). I’m glad we didn’t go out last night because I would have looked like I was suffering from leprosy.
I wish I could say this was the first (or the last – HAH!) time I’ve done this. Yeah, no. It happens quite frequently. Once, whatever the issue was on my neck, and the neck wound looked like I had done battle with a guillotine. (I guess I should be happy that it looked like I won..)
So, do any of you have really annoying ticks like this? Or, should I seek help? While I’m at it, perhaps I should do something about my penchant for parentheses.