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So, I've had acne all my life. I've visted several dermatologists and it is improving as I'm getting older. I've pretty much accepted that I'm never going to have clear skin. So, aside from the whole bunch of tmi that is pimple squeezing, I'm here to tell you all about Milia. I have been informed by the dermatologist that I either gave myself milia after using loads of super-strong acne face washes or that I was doomed to them anyway. He thinks the former is more likely. Great. Anyway. Milia are these tiny, round, white bumps under the skin. They're like whiteheads, except they aren't pussy and will not squeeze. Seriously, I could dig right in there and squeeze for ages and fuckers wouldn't break though the skin. They're solid little lumps of satan's semen. My derm once got them all out of my face by attacking me with a needle. She just lunged at me after I pointed them out. She'd stick it in, and then kind of scoop them out with the needle tip. I am not kidding, she got about 20 of the fuckers and I was left with these tiny little holes in my face. Sadly, they came back. This time though, instead of bothering a derm with them, I just stuck a pin in them myself and flicked them out. It was awesome. I had this tiny little pile next to my sink of what I affectionately termed "nose seeds". I wanted to plant them in the garden but the ground was frozen. :( I would have taken pics, but my camera doesn't have a macro mode and it looked like I just had a dirty sink.
But yeah, they're soooo satisfying to scoop out. I used to love the deceptive whiteheads that you'd squeeze and get a big string of pus from, but these are totally my new favourite thing to extract. It was like picking seeds out of a pomegranite.
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[  December 24, 2009 @ 12:30pm ] |
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Seemingly appearing out of no where, a tiny little zit has arrived just on the inner rim of my nostril. And it is making my life hell. My eyes are watering and I feel like I constantly have to sneeze. I want to pop it but I AM SCARED!!! Someone hold me. T_T
This is probably my least favorite area to get a zit. They are usually fairly easily extracted, so yay there, but OMG THE PAIN...
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[  December 24, 2009 @ 07:14pm ] |
Waterworld
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| Spring can never come to early |
[  December 24, 2009 @ 05:46am ] |
We have some very beautiful winter photos here on "naturesbeauty". Keep them coming. However, heres looking at a snapshot of what's to come, flowers and sunshine. I can't wait.
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[  December 24, 2009 @ 04:16am ] |
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I don't have the right to explain this beauty. Taken at North Pole. Its one of a kind!!!
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| Living Jewel: House Finch |
[  December 23, 2009 @ 05:07pm ] |

Male House Finch in plum tree, San Francisco Bay Area.
I saw lots of bird activity in this tree and the adjacent yard, today: many finches, a few doves, an occasional robin or sparrow, an Audubon's Warbler or two, and a Cedar Waxwing! This finch shot came out the best, I think.
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[  December 23, 2009 @ 07:04pm ] |

As taken by me, on one of my camping trips, early in the morning.
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[  December 23, 2009 @ 05:09pm ] |
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At the end of the year, the million music blogs out there come up with their top 100, or 50, or 10, or 5. I don't have the time or the will to judge them all. My favorite of the year is
*drum roll*
Find out @ http://thebroadset.blogspot.com/
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| Frozen Flower |
[  December 23, 2009 @ 01:51pm ] |
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There's even beauty in something so close to dying. This was taken after the very first frost of the year.
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[  December 23, 2009 @ 02:13pm ] |
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| Variety! |
[  December 23, 2009 @ 09:50am ] |
A variety of pictures taken over the last few years while on walks or camping...

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| My Best Friend |
[  December 23, 2009 @ 05:12am ] |
I found my best friend and buddy in a animal shelter. He had less than 24 hour to live. I knew when we met that I would be taking him home with me. That was in 1994. We spent 10 great years together traveling and enjoying the great outdoors. His name was Ahzar... Hey-Zar. It means, Great One. This post is in loving memory of him. Doing what we both loved,enjoying nature.
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