I come to you all less of a man than I was.

Specifically, less one mole and a chunk of skin surrounding it. I visited the dermatologist on Wednesday, an appointment I'd been waiting six months for. He didn't mess around -- five minutes after he started looking at me, I was on my back getting drugged up. Whack, off came a mole in the middle of my torso -- actually, snip. Biopsy.

When I say hole, I mean hole. I mean *crater* which is obviously the result of losing my ENTIRE LAYER OF SKIN there. It's deep, it's ugly, and it clearly won't be healing any time soon. (Much as I might want it to.)

Quite a trip. Everyone keep your fingers crossed that the biopsy's normal, if you would?