Something To Sleep To
I have a rash. All over my left thigh. It is inexplicable and disgusting as hell. As Steffan said, it looks like scabies. I feel like the elephant man and have basically refused to see anyone. I want to preserve the mental image of my prettiness, thanks.
So far, the best medicine for it-not the prescription the useless doctor gave me, not Benadryl, not hydrocortisol or Calamyl-has been one of my dad's dress shirts (oh, he'll be so thrilled to see it put to good use), dosed in ice-cold water and tied like a tourniquet around my leg. The rash is going down already.
Kind of upset I couldn't hang with Coop tonight. I wanted to see what it would be like, what the awkwardness factor would be. If there would be awkwardness at all. I guess the presence or absence of said awkwardness will say a lot.
Saw Steffan today. He came down to Grand Central to hang out with me for an hour or so before I went home. Fun, but... still the weird vibe. And I was feeling my meds, so I was kinda drowsy. Oh well.
In other news... Lindsay Lohan? The FUCK? That is one car wreck I do not envy.
So far, the best medicine for it-not the prescription the useless doctor gave me, not Benadryl, not hydrocortisol or Calamyl-has been one of my dad's dress shirts (oh, he'll be so thrilled to see it put to good use), dosed in ice-cold water and tied like a tourniquet around my leg. The rash is going down already.
Kind of upset I couldn't hang with Coop tonight. I wanted to see what it would be like, what the awkwardness factor would be. If there would be awkwardness at all. I guess the presence or absence of said awkwardness will say a lot.
Saw Steffan today. He came down to Grand Central to hang out with me for an hour or so before I went home. Fun, but... still the weird vibe. And I was feeling my meds, so I was kinda drowsy. Oh well.
In other news... Lindsay Lohan? The FUCK? That is one car wreck I do not envy.