…and what’s more? I have the world’s biggest, most horrific zit on my chin. No, seriously, it’s so freakishly huge that it makes me feel top-heavy. It’s one of those painful ones that’s not quite ready to extract, and I think “it” might actually be a “they”, judging by the topography and size. Yes, they are the Twin Pimples of Doom. Maybe I should pull a Nelly and just slap a band-aid over it. “Sewing accident, flying needles, very traumatic,” I’ll say when asked. Yick. It needs to be gone NOW.