Ouch



I don't have a patch of skin on my face that is its normal color. It looks like someone has beaten me with a tire iron. i've thought about putting a picture up here just for the record, but I'm not so sure i want to remember these days once they are gone. There's no sense in leaving a road marker down memory lane about this little affair. The good news is that my vision is steadily claring up. it didn't do so in time to save my face, but i guess you can't have it all. i'm still debating over whether I'll go back to class tomorrow. it depends on how much I can hide with bandages.