Anyway, passive-aggressiveness aside, my roommates must be doing something weird, because I keep hearing scratching in the night.
Lyndsay keeps saying she's not doing it, but I think she's just pretending to be a cat at her internet boyfriend again.
...I'm putting this off, because this one is really bad.
It's not skin cancer. It's just a freckle that got cut. It's not skin cancer. I've had this freckle since I was a teenager.