Feb 18th- another pack another pimple

I'd rather go ahead and jump past the mini saga of my last appointment, but what fun would that be?

I was in New Orleans for 1 week. I left the day of my scheduled accutane 'check-in' and didn't realize it.

Days later I figured out that I royally screwed up and scheduled an appt. for the day after I returned.

Long story short; the woman taking my blood before my appointment and I almost came to blows.

Today I have relatively clear skin. Red pigmentation is definitely fading but I'm still breaking out along my lower jawline and by my mouth.

Nothing crazy, but 1 or 2 pimples at a time after 3 months of my miracle drug is kinda pissing me off.

Not pissing me off enough to be a sign of a suicidal side effect. Just enough to be a bit pissy when I look in the mirror- which, by the way I'm doing a lot more of lately.

I don't even know what day it is

 Like in Vegas, in New Orleans you lose track of time. It is Tuesday February somethingth.

  My photographer and I have been in the crescent city since Friday. Working 15-18 hour days.

First for a special 'here's how NOLA does Mardi Gras' story. 

Then we hung around for the Superbowl watch parties knowing the Saints wouldn't win. Then they did.  So there we were live on Bourbon street for 2 nights in a  row. 

  Brian Williams let us borrow his sweet suite on the most hoppin' street in the French Quarter high above the street. Great live shot location! The Nightly News crew was so kind just handing us over their key.

  A few months back I spotted the same Reporter in Fort Hood. Then she's in New Orleans. And I imagine that I know everything about her.

 She's maybe married or in a serious relationship, early 40's, a cat, no kids, no fuss lifestyle- condo or apartment without a yard to mow. No Acne. They're broadcasting in high def, afterall.

  If she's traveling everywhere all the time she must have to live out of a suitcase.

Then I realized if she saw me in Fort Hood and now in New Orleans, she may think the same about me. Sans the No Acne part.

 

Absent Minded : February 5th

New Schedule at work. New puppy. Marathon recovery. Half caff coffee . All reasons that apparently I'm incapable of updating my blog.

Excuses behind, things are going..well...good to great.

The bad news.. I still have acne.

The good news..the redness I've suffered from for years is basically gone. It was a mean redness too, raw and stinging and itching and persistent.

It showed through makeup, and was the reason I had to cake makeup on for years. It was also the constant source of worry for me because I was sure it would leave me with that discoloration long after the active acne was gone.

That is still TBD. Even though I just read those sentences back and noticed that I unconsciously wrote them in past tense. Maybe my acne sufferers psyche is changing.

Or maybe I'm a bit on the illiterate side.

I've never been good with tenses. For years my Producers and other reporters have slapped me on the wrist because my scripts are present tense, then past tense, then some sort of futuristic made up tense that you'd only find in Avatar.

Sorry, man. I'm 24 now, young enough to change if I wanted to. Old enough to know that there are better things to focus my energy on.