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01/15/2003

Gross, yet I could not turn away.

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Warning! This entry is kinda gross. Read at your own risk.

I have some weird skin. I have an assortment of bumps, marks and blemishes on my body. This is besides the usual temporary zits, pimples and ingrown hairs. All those do is get red and a little painful before they meet their rather gross demise. My more permantent bumps have all been checked out by a doctor and double checked by a dermetologist. I'm clean (of any skin problems, that is). So while I wasn't thrilled with the appearence of a new little bump forming, I wasn't all that worried. The bump in question had taken root an the lower left area of my next. Above the shirt collar but below where I shave. The only difference in this bump was that it wasn't changing color. The other handful of bumps (these harmless bumps have a name but I can't remember what it is) all turned slightly darker than my skin color. My new bumpy friend hadn't done that. I was looking in the mirror this morning and decided to take a closer look.

I gave it a little squeeze. There was no pain at all. I squeezed it a little harder. And a little white speck appeared. Wha? What the hell is going on? This isn't a zit. It's been on my neck for about three weeks, it has no pain associated, it hasn't turned red. How could it just be a zit? Some kind of stealth Super Zit, I'm guessing at this point. I squeeze it some more. The white speck grows longer, into a line and starts curling around on itself. I grossed out and fascinated at the same time. I squeeze some more. More of the long white unbreaking line of guk streams out of my body. It's like squeezing a tube of toothpaste. By this point there is more guk outside of the bump that could have been contained in the bump itself. Which means that this bump is some kind of psuedo zit iceberg living under the surface of my skin, continually churning out guk. By the time I finished squeezing, I had a long thin line of white guk that if stretched out would have been about as long as my little finger. And more interestingly, there was no sign of the bump on my neck. No blood spot. No redness. No nothing. It was gone.

So yeah. I'm gross. The whole thing was gross. Yet the only thing I could think of while I was doing it was "I wonder how long I can get this guk to be."