woe is me.

i found a wart on my foot. this ranks very highly on "andrea's bad days". it's like when i found out that santa claus wasn't real, and the day that i found out that they removed the "all you can eat" $7.95 buffet from kfc. i'm at adam's house atm and he just looked over my shoulder, shook his head, and told me that some things should not be broadcasted on the internet. hummpf. is that a challenge adam?!?

anywho, back to the wart. the last time i had a wart, i went to the doctor four times. basically, the first time i went, i had two options. i could have an injection to numb my foot, and he would burn it off, using his fire stick, quite similar to the ones that magicians wield in fantasy novels. the other alternative was to freeze it off, which he told me was decidedly less painful, however, not a sure bet to work. the pansy that i am decided to choose the less painful option, which for me, is a road oft travelled. needless to say, it didn't work, and my non-courageousness went and bit me on the poor poor ass. i ended up getting it burnt off with the damn DAMN firestick. and the injection nearly killed me.

now, i am faced with the same dilemma. firestick from hell, or the no-good freeze stick.

methinks i shall choose the freeze stick.