I woke up this morning and got ready to go to Yoga, which I haven't gone to on Thursday mornings.... in quite a while. But as I was about to leave my room, I saw it.
What is that on my arm?
Why... is my tiny bug bite I got from San Diego... suddenly red, swollen, and gross?!
**few seconds later**
Hey, it kind of looks like I have a fob shot!
That's how my mind thinks, ladies and gentlemen. I kept thinking as I walked out the door "Oh gosh, people are going to think I'm a fob." And then I ran back into my room to take a picture so when I told the story, they'd get it.
This is a bad picture and I swear I'm not trying to show off any skin. I think the painting of the horses behind me neutralizes all seriousness/manliness that I'd pretend to portray anyway. It's too hot to wear a shirt when I'd just sweat through it in 5 minutes of yoga too!
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