Idiosyncratic

So, I go into the dermatologist (I'm too OLD for this shit!) and, at the end, they were to take pictures. I was talking to my mom, not minding anyone at all, and the nurse girl, a stuck-up previous small town prom queen, smacked a fucking sticker on my head. I subconsciously raised in eyebrow and glared and almost couldn't stop laughing long enough for her to take the picture. Oh, the little things that make me laugh incessantly.

"Make sure your face is dry before you put this on it. It won't burn as badly." *raises eyebrow again* And this is supposed to make me feel MORE comforted? "Make sure your face is dry otherwise it will spontaneously burst into flames on your bare skin! WOO!"

I GOT PANTS!

Now my laptop is dying. Perhaps more later.