Retrobruxist Friday 11/2/12

Three years ago, I responded to the negging incident. Awwwww, I was such an online-dating newbie, with my adorable disappointment in dudes’ profiles and emails. Now I’m all jaded and cranky and resigned to spinsterhood.

Progress.

My battle with acne started decades back. I wrote about it two years ago. I do eat way less sugar nowadays, but I also use

My sister looked at the bottle recently and was like, “That bottle…”

And I said, “Looks like it’ll punch your zits in the face?”

“Yes, that’s it,” she said.

It does punch my zits in the face, for the most part. The dermatologist prescribed Retin-A too, and so far, when I apply only a pea-sized amount, rather than the circus peanut-sized amount I used to apply as a teen, it doesn’t seem to make my face

in the sun.

I was just thinking about the genesis a year ago of the great martial art abdo-shindo because I seem to have given myself some abdo this week. There’s something sexy about sore abs. Makes you feel like they’re all hard and tight and ripply.

Sore abs are liars.

Speaking of which, I already gave you the Embarrassing Photo of the Week, but I’m nothing if not generous, so here you go:

Happy Retrobruxist Friday, y’all.