climbing the highest mountain…

I’m tired of being sad. Sadness sucks. And it gives me puffy eyes. After crying for a while, I start to resemble a big fat blond puffer fish. I’m so scary, I don’t think even Spongebob would want to be my friend–and he likes everyone.

So, in order to make me feel a little better, I thought I’d tell y’all a little story.

As all 22 of you who read my blog know, I got my nose pierced while in Dallas about a month ago. It didn’t hurt very much and aside from me scratching it and trying to pull it out in the middle of the night a couple of times, I’ve had no problems.

None.

No redness, no oozing, no swelling…nothing.

Until the zit.

Yes. I got myself a zit right next to my piercing. It’s on the backside of the stud, so you really can’t see it. But I know it’s there.

Oh yes. I know.

That zit taunts me while I sleep.

“Meeeeeel! Don’t you wanna pop me?”

“Meeeeeel! you know you want me.”

But despite its taunting, I held strong. I continued my saline treatment and pretended to not hear its calling.

I did my best. I didn’t touch it for 24 hours. Honestly, that’s like forever to me.

The next night, after swimming, I started my cleansing routine. That’s when temptation got the best of me. I moved my stud just slightly, so I could get a better look at the mountain trying to take over my nose. Oh, perfect! I could pop it and just get rid of it…right?

Um.

Yeah. Pre-piercing, you bet I could.

Well, my little nose diamond (okay, it’s more of a “diamond”) is on a corkscrew, so it has to be worked out…it can’t just be pulled out.

Or so I thought.

I adjust my little stud (hehe, that sounds kinda dirty) and try to get a closer look and Mt. Zitverest when suddenly I hear a little “clink, clink, clink”.

Um.

Um.

Oooops.

Yeah, that would be my little “diamond” in the sink. Now that I had full access to Mt. Zitverest all I could think was “Shit, it’s too soon! I can’t let the hole close up!”

So I scrambled and cleaned off my stud (hehehe, still sounds dirty) and tried to reinsert it. That proved to be tricky, but I managed.

The zit is gone now. There is no redness. And my stud is still awesome. But damn, it was almost life or death hanging on the edge of Mt. Zitverest.

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