Ok, so apparently, this post will have no title... appropriate really. But what I would have called it is:
Um. I can't remember now. I got distracted.
(That's not the title. I seriously did just get really distracted.)

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Sometimes when I am walking down the stairway at my work I get horrible visions. I usually go up there to refill my water glass. I have a straw in there too. Anyone ever seen that movie Pure Luck with Martin Short? There is a scene in there that has been etched into my mind for all eternity. Basically, in the movie Martin Short plays this guy who has continual bad luck - like everything always goes wrong with him. In one scene he is at dinner with Danny Glover and he goes to drink from his straw and instead of getting the straw in his mouth, he accidentally puts the straw right up his nose. And then the blood comes. It is really gross. But it was also a warning to me about how dangerous straws could be. Seriously, ever think about what might happen if you got one in the eye? One wrong move toward your glass and you're blind in your right eye.

Anyway. That was the backstory. In my vision earlier today I was walking down the stairs with my cup and straw in hand, thinking about how if I tripped on these obscenely uncomfortable tippy shoes I could get a straw right in the eye. Or in the neck. Pretty gross. I gave thanks when I got to the bottom of the stairs.

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I am currently wondering:
...when I will get the skin of my youth back. In high school I had no blemishes. Seems unfair to me that now that I am out of that period of my life is when my skin finally caves. Now it's all zitty. (Did you catch that pun?)

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Oh boy!

I just opened my tootsie pop and I got a whole Indian shooting a star!