Three Things

'Cause it's late and I don't feel like writing a long post, although I could.

Thing the First: My last list post was called Thirty-Two, because there were thirty-two bullet points in it. I realized a few days later there were actually thirty-three things in it. Eheh...

Thing the First and a Half: The first time I spelled it realised. What am I, British?

Thing the Second: I have dermatophytosis. That is, ringworm.

Now, I'm not bothered by blood and gore, and I examine photographs of gruesome wounds with fascination. However...

Eeeeeee! There's fungus on my ankle GET IT OFF GET IT OFF!!!

Ahem. I do not like fungus. I do not desire to ever eat a mushroom, because it is a fungus. Therefore, I am just a little disturbed that a fungus is feeding on the dead tissue of my skin. I did not give this fungus permission to lay its haustoria on me. This is not cool. I banish the fungus. The fungus is banished.

Thing the Third: On his way home, my father found the most adorable basset hound puppy on the side of the road. I'll try to get a picture of that wubbable wittle face tomorrow when it's light.

Now to find its owners...