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[phosfate]

My face, she is flakey.

Ew.

Comments

[cocoajava.livejournal.com]

From that Sponge Of Grievous Error you grabbed in the shower?

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

God, I certainly hope so.

[thistlethorn.livejournal.com]

Uh oh. Is Mr. Clean still trying to get rid of the Crayola?

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

*nods*

[ymfaery]

No lotion or face cream you could slather on?

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

Tons. For days. I don't even want to think about what I'd look like without it.

[ymfaery]

Hmmm. Did you consult a doctor or pharmacist? If so, I hope they at least gave you an idea of how long you'd have flaky skin.

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

Nah. It's a-healing. I'm just annoyed at this marring of my faultless ivory-and-roses complexion, and by God I'm gonna keep bitching about it.

[ymfaery]

Nothing wrong with bitching. :D I just thought getting an estimate on how long you'll have flaky skin to bitch about would be nice, but if you're not worried... *shrug*

[moondog.livejournal.com]

My eyelid, she is swollen like WHOA.

Ew.

At least the flaking of face is generally acceptable; the lop-sidedness of weird eye issues is just freaky looking.

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

Owie.

Ointment? *offers*

[moondog.livejournal.com]

*takes* Thanks!

*returns to squeezing out eyelid juices*