So, it's a Saturday night and I am at home. But that's okay. I went out last night and my skin looked okay so I took a gratuitous, drunken photo of myself when I got home. It will console me on the days my skin is acting like a dirty little mongrel. In fact I'm sure I'll receive my karmic comeuppance in the form of a fresh batch of sore pimples just in time for uni this week!