I've got a bruise that's 4 inches long and 3 inches wide. it's varying shades of purple, blue, and red. the middle has yet to turn colors. it's firm ISH to the touch. REALLY gross.. and at the same time.. incredibly fascinating. it vaugely looks like an ice cream cone and i've named it Bernard (the fifth, mind you.) it's located on the back of my left calf....

I smell of paper, bathroom, and chlorine. i'm in dire need of a shower.. instead... i'm going to go to sleep. it's my parents 26th ani. t'day. horrah for them and their rocky relationship. three cheers for all the arguments they've gotten in, the mutiple times we've moved out, the doors they've slammed, and the flowers bought. to the unchanged changes and the pent up anger. to all the disrespect and offending comments. to insecurities, jealousies, and hurtful words....