US Embassy in France releases travel warning

Oh my.

Robot saves bird

Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto! An Australian building collapsed after a tunnel was poorly built under it. Trapped inside was Tweety, a hand-raised cockatiel, but the building was too unsafe to allow anyone, not Tweety's owner, not rescue workers, inside. Only a remote controled mine sweeper bot was allowed in, and it did safely bring out Tweety in her cage. Her human Karen Bruce says she's taking Tweety straight to the vet for a checkup, but that she seems ok and untraumatized so far. Yay! Happy ending! :)

Bush admits he causes riots

Such demonstrations have become common at gatherings of world leaders, especially those with Bush in attendance -- a fact the U.S. president acknowledged when meeting with Argentine President Nestor Kirchner.

"It's not easy to host all these countries, particularly not easy to host, perhaps, me," Bush said. "But thank you for doing it."
(CNN)

HS: Neck

I've been rubbing at a spot on my neck for a while this morning. It's somewhere between irritated and painful. When I just went to use the bathroom, I remembered to check it out. It's on the left along the hairline - try looking at that spot in the mirror yourself. You can't really. A second hand mirror helps some. I'm pretty sure it's an HS cyst, though there's possibly a blackhead there too, or there could be an ingrown hair. When'd I last get a haircut? I think a few weeks ago, so it's probalby not an ingrown hair, but in my armpits those can trigger flareups. Or maybe just the process of shaving and irritating the skin.

So yeah, a nice little cyst starting to flare up on my neck. High enough that I probably can't cover it with a scarf if I get self conscious, and low enough that it's not covered by my own short hair. That's it, I'm deciding not to be self conscious about it. THANK GOODNESS I have an appointment with my dermatologist Tuesday. I'll bring my killer antibiotics with me this weekend to T$'s, I'll wait till tonight to take one to be sure it's HS, and then point it out to the derm. It probably won't grow any larger than a hi-bounce ball by then, and it really can't get as big as a ping pong ball, so ... aw fuck. I have to teach Monday. I really hope it doesn't get that big. How many sick days do I get a year? Ok, stop thinking like that. If I can teach, I should. I can't let stupid cosmetic shit stop me.

*sigh*