Greetings My Faeces Flinging Monkeys;

As many of you know, I try to keep entries apolitical, and don’t like to talk about personal issues as so many others have.

I think I may come off as cold, and as many of my military stories are mostly autobiographical, cruel as well. Nothing could be farther from the truth, so I would like to take this opportunity to open up a little, and show you a more personal side.

I hope I don’t embarrass myself…

Okay, growing up I never had an acne problem. A stray pimple here and there, but nothing like the faces of most of you who sit indoors on the computer all day, playing Wii, x-Box, what have you.

But as I have grown older I have developed a severe acne problem. Nose zits.

I am not talking about zits on my nose, but rather IN my nose. They are extremely painful, and difficult to seek out and pop.

It used to be that they were white heads, swollen with pus. Generally they were easy to find, and pop. Within minutes of a good squeeze, the swelling had been reduced, and the pain was gone.

I had a nasty black head in there with the nose goblins, and had to use a cuticle cutter to dig it out. Tears streamed down my face. It was not pleasant to say the least.

I have developed another one. It was of the pus filled variety, and I figured it would be easy to take care of. Utilizing dental instruments, I nailed this bastard in short order. It was practically audible.

But the swelling remains, and the pain as well. I still cannot directly identify the source, leaving me in pain, and frustrated. I suspect that it is one of the rare ones that has a juicy outside, and hard nut cluster core.

What can I do? I can’t see the damn thing. If I can’t see it, how can I pop it? You see my predicament.

I have discovered one thing that convinces me that I am in fact getting old. Grey nose hairs.

I hope that many of you will now regard me as a living person with hopes and dreams and not as a heartless automaton.