TowerDweller - It doesn’t take much to endear yourself around here. Chocolate, pie, and TMI are the orders of the day here. (Rhyming optional. First comma also optional.)
GT - Thanks. 
I admit to having neglected it the past couple of days, so I’ve gotta get on top of things and post a few new bits of news. Jody (the other half of the blog) has been doing the night shift thing with a new job so he’s kinda adjusting, which hasn’t made the blog very healthy. But – meh. Life before blogging.
Tigs - Okay, but I’m going to spolerbox it, because … boils. Eww.
[spoiler]Okay, so, about half a year ago – early winter, really – I noticed I was getting a sensitive bit on my chin, just to the left of the center and just below the jawline. As time went on it was getting quite sensitive – touching it was mildly painful, like a zit that’s still just a red bump, not yet ready to sprout, only bigger. Didn’t think much of it though, figured it’d just go away on its own
But it didn’t. It grew a head. And the head popped. And it bled. And pus oozed from it. Constantly. I read up about what it could be and the most likely candidate was a boil, based on the descriptions. I didn’t like the idea that I had a boil, but I ran with it. I didn’t have anything needed to treat boils though so I just kept draining it, a process not entirely unlike popping zits, only with a great deal more pus and the added bonus of blood. I kept it covered with a bandage because, really, it was pretty gross. I could have let it crust over, but then it would just weep constantly, which was, in its own way, even more gross. So I bandaged it and drained it regularly and kept a large supply of bandages on hand (because they absorbed a lot of pus, too.)
Finally, about a month and change after it sprouted, as I was draining it, it … popped. Not like small pustules within the wound would pop on occasion. This popped. The main infection site, that is, and copious amounts of … stuff shot out from it. Blood and pus, of course, lots of that, and … green … nodules. At least half a dozen of them, kind of angular, like a little pebble, maybe a few two or three millimeters to a side. They smelled horrid when squished. But then I realized – ah! That must be the fungi that caused the infection. Bastards!
I cleaned up, made sure there were no more of those little anaerobic bastards hiding in my chin, and bandaged up. It was healed enough to remove the bandage within a few days, but it left a hole in my chin that I could have passed off as a manly Kirk Douglas chin dimple if it wasn’t a centimeter or so off-center, which just made me look like I had a Wile E. Coyote moment with a pellet gun.
As of right now the hole is disappearing – it’s barely even noticeable now, so… that’s good. But I never want another goddamn boil as long as I live.[/spoiler]
We now return to a bodily-fluid-free MMP already in progress.
You sir have no acceptable excuse for being absent so long that the new Mumpers think you’re some urban legend! 
