Elephant skin. Not snake skin, as I would have liked to think. My face is covered in elephant skin.
And it itches like fuck.

My eyes still can't stretch farther than slight blinking.
And now I've got TWO pimples.

Gross.

There's no upside to it. Except, well... when it comes to my face, elephant skin is a lot of work. But fortunately for me, I'm a workaholic. Skin-wise. 

And you will heal, bitch. You will heal.