So it seems fitting that my first real post is about something nasty and disgusting which I tend to make more nasty and disgusting by calling it what it really is.
Yesterday morning I woke up and felt my lip had swollen. Cursing the gods of stress and mayhem, I staggered to the bathroom and got a shock. The cold sore I was expecting. What I wasn’t expecting was a second one right above it under my nose.
Cold Sores also known as Herpes labialis is a breakout from a virus that sits permanently inside of you, waiting to strike. Last year I got it when I was camping, and rather than hide it I just told everyone that I had herpes on my face just to watch them react. I suspect this says more about me than it does about them.
But hey, what’s the point of having a nasty virus weeping sore on your face if you can’t enjoy watching other people squirm right?