Don't mind the not-quite-awakeness, please, or, for that matter, the blur.
See right there above my lip? A redness? Right at the bow? Up close it looks worse. It's a line of angry red. I don't get cold sores. It doesn't hurt. It came overnight. There's no covering it.
I think I burned my lip on the hard-boiled eggs I peeled with my mouth last night.
Hilarious! I'm glad I can laugh at myself.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
The perils of peeling eggs
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