Detail.

So, the great Knee Wart Crisis of 2011 came to a very uneventful climax yesterday.
The doctor looked me over and told me not to worry, all my moles are cute as could be.
Perfectly round and tiny.
Then she karate chopped the wart off of my knee.
Not really.
She blasted it with liquid nitrogen and shook me down for 50 bucks.
Dang.

Now I play the waiting game and see who blinks first, Me or the Wart.
Sorry to be talking about warts so much.

Maybe I'll feel different after I head over to the DMV to take care of some business.
Somehow I doubt it though.
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