| October 3rd, 2010 |
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My LJ is now getting Cyrillic spam on old entries that mention PS3 games.
:sigh:
In other news: Spent the afternoon and evening with my parents today. Was actually really nice until the drive home, which... wasn't. But overall it was good. We played many, many games of Dominion.
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Thursday: cut my toe on carpet.
Today: Injured my knee while lying on my bed.
Time to go to sleep and hope it's stopped hurting when I wake up...
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Okay, so, the spider bite on my hand? I'd resigned myself to the fact that it's *totally* going to scar, etc, even though it's not an open wound or anything because my body clearly Did Not Want whatever that thing injected in me and encysted everydamnthing and that's going to take a while to heal, etc.
It hasn't bothered me because it didn't hurt or anything.
But now?
Now it is ITCHING. ITCHING LIKE AN ITCHY ITCHY THING. And I can't scratch it because a) I don't actually want to tear the skin, and the skin is all weird and papery there now, and b) I don't want to risk somehow spreading the toxins around my hand. For all I know my bones will fall out if that happens.
I HATE SPIDERS. I am not arachnophobic, never have been, I'm not scared of them, this is ACTUAL HATE.
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I just found out how thoroughly my body had taken the "encyst the fucker" approach to my spider bite:
It just fell out.
There's a divot on my hand. Pink scarring below, and a DIVOT on my HAND.
Apparently a small piece of me just got jettisoned.
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