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This whole "wearing clothes and walking without benefit of tylenol 3" is not what it is cracked up to be.



It's a crock.



Today ... is going to be yunky.



I mean, sure, I complained about being fuzzy headed this weekend. Next time I do that, someone really - really - needs to smack me.



A lot.



'kay?



Today ... is going to be very yunky.



Off to work.

I am walking like a diapered duck, with a nickel size chunk of me belonging to someone else.



Oh.



Beware of doctors - they ask trick questions.



"When was your last tetanus shot?"



"... sometime in the last ten years ..."



"WRONG ANSWER! *DING!* YOU get another shot!"



Fucking hell.

Ok. I normally have a live and let live attitude about spiders.



Not. Anymore.



I got a little nip Tuesday. Fine. No big deal, right?



Nooooo. Big deal! BIG DEAL!



This is by far and wide the MOST disgusting thing I have ever seen on my body.



I am frankly offended at its presence.



I am going to the doctor today, because no insect or arachnid bite should look like this.



Michael is taking me to the doctor, both to ensure I don't chicken out and that I do not injure anyone for trying to heal me.



It stopped hurting yesterday evening and continually looks worse. I am a bit worried.



I think it may have been a brown recluse.



Happy Fourth of July. Little brown fuck-headed thing.