"Did I err?"

I've had a couple long scratches--that is, they looked like scratches, but itched like bug bites--on my back for a few weeks (fading now). Not being a hypochondriac like certain parties, I shrugged and waited for it to go away, which it did.

However, a smaller version cropped up on my knee last night. Absentmindedly scratched it, whereupon I noticed it consisted of little tiny blisters which I'd just scratched open.

That is, it looks like a poison ivy reaction.

And I just scratched it open.

I may have marched myself face-first into another Chester the Angry Chipmunk experience.

Memetastic.

Shamelessly stolen from battraballs.

RULES:
1. Put your birth month in an entry.
2. Strike out anything that doesn't apply to you.
3. Bold the ones that best apply to you.
4. Put all twelve months under a livejournal cut.

FEBRUARY:
Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract [ed.: WTF is that supposed to mean?]. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislike unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizing dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.

I would have struck out "sexy", but that seems ludicrous considering how many partners I have. They can't all be reading me just for the articles, I don't think.

But, so, um, yeah, classic Pisces here; not exactly stop-the-presses.

( List of months ahoy. )

What, me procrastinate?

I think I am going to need to learn how to muck S2 layers; Opal gives the icon foo I want (thanks, q_skud), but it is not completely pleasing in my sight. I think this is going to eat a fair bit of my brane. And I think I should not be starting in on this when I've got a bunch of more immediate matters on my plate, but the siren call of a pointless tinkering project is hard to resist.