The other day in the gym this one girl
was talking to this other girl and she made quotation fingers while she
said something. Then, after the quotes, she nodded her head and made
an "oh yeah-- it's true" face. From my perspective, it was like watching
a very brief mime show.
The doctor said I had been out in the
sun too long and he didn't like some spot on my nose and he wanted to freeze
it off with liquid nitrogen. I kind of didn't want to have my nose
frozen, but he kept being like, "C'mon man, lemme freeze it, lemme freeze
it man, c'mon." I told him that I had liquid nitrogen at work and
maybe I would freeze it myself some other time. He was like, "why
you wanna do that? I can do it better. Just lemme freeze it,
dude."
So finally I gave
up and said, "alright... freakin' freeze it." It turns out
that he meant he was going to freeze the spot off, not the whole nose.
Now I have this blister on my nose. Freakin' doctors. I don't
bother telling most people how come I have a big-ass blister on my nose,
but I assume that they assume that it is from the grindstone.
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