Face, here.
If I could collect skin cells and sell them for cash money, I would be rich.
I have been scratching like a maniac for the past eight weeks. EIGHT WEEKS. Of severe, terrible itching. Right now, at this very moment, there is blood underneath my fingernails because I was just scratching my leg. NOTHING SOOTHES THIS JUNK! It's not eczema, psoriasis, or any type of skin irritation (that I can see). I have nary a rash. The only things I can see are the bruises, scratches, and scabs from my own scratching. It's all over my legs, my arms, and often my torso and collarbone area. This is redunk. It's worse at night, for whatever reason. I have changed my soaps, shampoos, laundry detergent, anything you can think of.
I'm freakin' out, man!
On a happier note, I am really, really enjoying my job. The opportunities for hilarity and merriment are many.
Also, I'm playing electric guitar this Sunday (tomorrow) for the FIRST TIME EVAR on a stage. I'm nervous, but also really excited. Woohoo!
You go.
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