of little glands about the sub-cutaneous layer
I seem at last to be back in charge of my finances, and am now the proud owner of a ninja t-shirt.
This week was spent in transfixed contemplation of the crud that can come out of my nose. My mum magically poduces pore-stripping facilities on demand and the sight of your own oily residue standing in stiff peaks on the sticky paper is not for the faint-hearted. This obsessive fascination, however, is not in the least morbid. I simply cannot come to terms with that these awful substances had been growing in the fleshly cavities of my nose. Yuck!
Thou unhygenic blackheads, feel my belated wrath at last.
This week was spent in transfixed contemplation of the crud that can come out of my nose. My mum magically poduces pore-stripping facilities on demand and the sight of your own oily residue standing in stiff peaks on the sticky paper is not for the faint-hearted. This obsessive fascination, however, is not in the least morbid. I simply cannot come to terms with that these awful substances had been growing in the fleshly cavities of my nose. Yuck!
Thou unhygenic blackheads, feel my belated wrath at last.
posted by the zen thing at 10:32 pm
1 Comments:
huh. u use Clean and Clear ah? =P hee hee.
and I keep coming across the phrase put money in thy purse in Othello.
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
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