The battle of the boil

Okay, so I'm going to gross you out. About three weeks ago I discovered what I thought was a pimple on my forehead. With everything going on in my life, stress gets ya and pimples happen... That's why they invented MAKEUP.

Anyhow, so I did a heat pack and all that stuff cause in my mind its this deep down in the skin painful ouchy pimple that just needs to be drawn to the surface. Well, as the process of getting rid of this thing progresses, I noticed it doesn't quite seem or feel like a pimple.

It's a boil... Yeah, have you ever had one? They aren't fun. It's not like all disgusting and gross, it just hurts a hell of a lot and needs to be, for a lack of a better word, drained.

I know some boils get really gross and nasty and like take over your whole life. But, I've had one before on my leg and I know how to get rid of them. I blame the freakishly white skin I was cursed with, NO SUN FOR YOU!

So, with out getting too graphic, you have to use a needle and instead of pushing your fingers together you have to pull the skin apart in order to, ya know, get the stuff out. Well, this weekend was the THIRD time I had to do that. It's very painful and actually makes me a bit nauseated. Ick.

Needless to say, it's been a bit of a pain having this stupid thing on my forehead that I'm convinced is signally the mothership to land on my scalp.

Point is, everyone big and small has to deal with this kind of annoying thing. It's stupid and pointless but it happens. I choose to make it a joke. Because honestly, if you can't make fun of yourself I'm pretty certain someone else will do it for you.

Enjoy!