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Tuesday, May 25, 2004


   Not for the Squeamish!
I'm not exactly the sharpest knife in the drawer... (That statement might win me an Understatement of the Year Award. I've always wanted an Undie!*^^*)

Speaking of sharp things and idiocy: I have a big, ugly mole on my shoulder, where it is usually covered with clothing. Last night at about 11pm I changed to go to sleep, and for some reason became fascinated with the nasty, lumpy object.

As my sick fascination grew, I wondered if this repulsive growth had any nerves in it (It's large enough to be an Eastern European republic... It could have its own constitution, let alone a nerve).

I gave it a pinch: Nothing. I pinched it with my fingernails: Still no sensation. So... at around midnight I figured, what the heck, cut it off.

So, yeah. I got most of it off before I found the nerve. And some heavy-duty capillaries...

It was one of those moments when you wonder what it was that possessed you to do something so obviously baka.

*Note To All:*

Never attempt minor cosmetic surgery on yourself after 11pm.

No, scratch that. Never attempt any kind of surgery on yourself. Ever.

But, yeah... I didn't die. And that's a good thing.


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