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Life is a series of dodged bullets

...and the one that finally gets you, that's death.

Which is all by way of saying, happy birthday to me! Give me eye candy!

My dodged bullet? I have had this new freckle thing on the side of my nose for a few weeks now. It's tiny, almost black but isn't a blackhead, and hasn't gone away or changed. I usually don't get freckles at all, so I finally called the doctor this morning and got an appointment for an hour ago. Well, everything is fine, of course; he patted my arm and said "It's not cancer," and all. But really, for a bit there, I was having a thoroughly morbid mood. I started thinking of all the stories I'd heard--"My friend's dad found this little mole on his arm. Three weeks later? He's DEAD." And so forth. I planned a few deathbed speeches. It was very dorky and G0th of me.

Anyway, I'm fine, although Zach is NOT going to forgive me anytime soon for taking him with me into that horrible, horrible place (the doctor's office, where he usually gets shots) even though nobody touched him this time.

So. Eye candy! Bring it on!

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mollyringle
Aug. 22nd, 2007 10:38 pm (UTC)
Thank you!

*bites into your icon*