I decided to take the day off today because I was still pretty sore from the biopsy.
And I didn't think that a dirty warehouse where I would be sweating right around the spot where the "steri-strips" are would be a good idea.
I did, however, start my new campaign to fuck over the credit card companies. I sent in 8 (eight) applications today. Granted, many are the same companies, going to the same address. But guess what? I don't give a fuck.
I smell international travel on the horizon.