out, out, damn spot!

you know you're getting old when the excitement for the week involves having a mole removed..

went to the doc last night to get cut. he sent the little buggar off to get tested. now i'll have a lame scar that I can make up cool stories about. "remember that time i impaled myself on the bell on my handlebars!?"

whew.. work suuuuuucks.. Wayne State's grad admissions open house next week. the beginning of a new chapter?