awkward

I tend to get milia on my chest. The aesthetician didn't know why that would ever happen and made me feel like some weird edge case of a human being, but getting my face smushed for 50 minutes made me forget that affront pretty quickly.

This was a nice experience. Unnecessarily expensive, because I ended up getting something I never wanted, but while lying there, getting every pore of my upper body cleaned out, I decided to consider it a good investment in having something to draw about that day. Do it for the comic!

When he actually spoke up, I could understand him perfectly, but he insisted on whispering even though the place was pretty noisy and I obviously couldn’t make out what he was saying. The interaction was somehow even more absurd in real life than it is in this comic.

I lied to Anna for her own good, because I’d prepared a little gift for her, and her investigative skills were dangerously close to ruining the surprise. Thankfully, I’m apparently a pathological liar, because she didn’t suspect a thing and was very happy to receive this little robin.

I expected to like Edinburgh more than I did. The people were great, but the city just didn’t have the right vibe for me.

Keeping up a long-distance friendship requires sacrifices. Mine is spending the last 30 minutes of Cecilia’s and my regular FaceTime session in agony because I drank way too much water while we were talking.

Cheeky!

I for one am very happy for her.

Can't run 10K without clothing, can I?