Dermatologist appointment this morning. Just my 6-month check-up. Which is why it's weird that they ask all these questions like "what are you doing here?" You sent me a postcard and told me it was time to come in, people. Sheesh. But it was stressing me out so much that I had to come up with a reason. So I decided to let the doc unclog a pore on my forehead. Okay, pop a zit.
Little did I know he was being followed today by a very cute resident. Who got to come in and watch the magic happen. So humiliating. Plus I paid a $35 co-pay. To pop a zit. Sigh.
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Bad timing. Blame it on Diane Esparza.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad to have her in my life. A good scapegoat is hard to find.
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