Face Raisins

the other day, while sitting at this very computer, i scratched my upper lip, only to wake up that all-too-familiar tingling feeling. within minutes i had a gargantuan cold sore.

"what?!" i said, "but i've been taking vitamins!!"

who understands the mysterious workings of the herpes simplex 1 virus. certainly not i. the next day i went to work and watched people struggle with the idea of buying a candle from some one they perceived as DISEASED.

then, the very next morning, i was happy to find, i had started yet another cold sore on the other side of my lip, and i thought, "you know, isn't that just like my virus: ever accommodating, ever mindful of the human eye's need for symmetry. now i look like i have a clark gable moustache made of raisins!"

i'm feeling very pretty.

the older one is a standard raisin, but the newer one is one of those beguiling 'california gold' type raisins. you know, yellow on the outside and soft on the inside?

if i look down, i can actually see them.

but it's kind of good, you know, because jay's away for the week, and it's nice to have the company.

they're so large i'm expecting evolutionary leaps any day now. with luck, they'll discover flight and go somewhere else. i *know* i heard voices coming from my upper lip last night. (mind you, that was after i read up on my virus online, which is always a mistake for me. i get so phobic. did you Know that because the virus lives in a cranial nerve it can also cause encephalitis and meningitis during flare-ups?? is my neck just stiff from watching tv the wrong way, or is that my brain-stem swelling?? ack!! ).

i feel like breakfast now, but my coldsores want to go to the bank.