Thanks for seein' about a girl, friend. here's where I'm writing my own history—for you, for me and anyone else who needs to laugh to keep from cryin' every once in awhile.

La facia muy mal

I present to you (grossly and needlessly): The Pimple Triumverate

Special shoutouts go to my pimple peeps o' the week, Rachel and Taylor.

Please note that today I fancy my zits as infamous volcanoes contrary to the usual constellations; although it must be said that they do shine like stars in their own right.

Mt. Doom, Peak 5 a volcano will huff, erupting on its own a pimple needs help.

Mt. Doom Is Overshadowed Mt. Vesuvius sits upon my cheek enthroned like some kinda king.

No, I've Not Forgotten You, Dear Sweet Mt. St. Helens to its devices my face was once clear - a pool long since cessed by stress.

I'm curious . . .