Monday, March 27, 2006
I'm researching skin diseases for a class I'm teaching tomorrow, and I found that I simply have to look away. This is disgusting stuff! Who took these pictures? Did they want to vomit like I want to vomit? The thing about these pictures is that it's just the awful, pus-y, bleeding area that you see.
It's not balanced at all by the person's face, so it seems that this carbuncle exists independently of the human it plagues. This is horror movie stuff. This makes me want to go lie down for a while because my stomach is hurting. This is stressful. What if I get one of those? Will I scare children? Will my own mother look away from me and choke down her bile? Skin is wretched.
Vacation Over
I'm back.
Over the past weeks, I have:
Gone to see my dad for the first time in a year, and seen him doing better than ever. Hammond, Louisiana is a beautiful place, and the restaurant, Vineyard's I, has amazing food.
Celebrated my twenty-fourth birthday.
Gotten a new job at a fine dining restaurant where I can make twice the money in half the amount of time.
Read some truly horrid vampire books.
So, now the plan is to get cracking on that novel I keep planning to write, and, for the first time in a year, I actually have time to do just that. And today, I'm getting a manicure and pedicure. Life is good, people! Life is real good.
Over the past weeks, I have:
Gone to see my dad for the first time in a year, and seen him doing better than ever. Hammond, Louisiana is a beautiful place, and the restaurant, Vineyard's I, has amazing food.
Celebrated my twenty-fourth birthday.
Gotten a new job at a fine dining restaurant where I can make twice the money in half the amount of time.
Read some truly horrid vampire books.
So, now the plan is to get cracking on that novel I keep planning to write, and, for the first time in a year, I actually have time to do just that. And today, I'm getting a manicure and pedicure. Life is good, people! Life is real good.
