Mar. 15th, 2015

Mar. 15th, 2015 11:27 pm
I keep remembering that Terry Pratchett died and feeling disconnected from reality. This is how a lot of negative events hit me. I go "I must be in a bad AU, I need to go back to the source material." The time before death always feels like a place which can be returned to.

Unhealthy! Probably something for which there is a medical term?

(Okay this post maybe isn't really completely about Terry Pratchett.)

Mar. 15th, 2015 11:30 pm
I found a place that sells pure micro-encapsulated retinol, and I feel really tempted to buy some, mix a little in with my face goop, and see if it helps with my acne, which is driving me nuts. (There are no pre-formulated retinol creams in my price range that don't have ingredients to which I'm sensitive, so it's not something I've been able to test before.)

But the smallest size is an ounce for $30, and my max hygiene-crap price is exactly $17, so I'm having trouble talking myself into it. I wonder if I could sell the remainder on eBay if it doesn't work?

(...does anyone want to split an order of a corrosive skin treatment with me?)

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