December 13th, 2005mysterious owies
I have this scrape on my right index finger. It’s a small, oval shaped owie that looks as if the top layer of my skin has just been shaved off—with a cheese grater.
The thing is, I don’t remember scraping my finger. Granted, it’s the finger I slammed in my car door earlier this year—when I was ::sheepish shrug:: a little drunk—and the nerves are still a little off. It aches when the weather changes and it stays colder than the rest of my hand, no matter what… so it’s possible I scraped it and just didn’t feel it.
Then I went to make myself a cup of tea (it’s very cold—17 degrees, sigh). I pulled the lid off the pot and… well, well, well, ouch. It seems that the lid comes off with a pop and between the handle and the pulling of the lid… yeah.
My teapot is trying to injure me. Fantastic.
how is it even after drinking until now… and wandering back to my office to gather my belongings before stumbling home, i’m still the first to post a comment? what the eff dude. seriously.
okay. so we should make a blog. just so we can banter back and forth. and maybe… MAYBE our boys can comment too, but only if we allow it.
Comment by wendykat — December 13, 2005 @ 10:48 pm
Well, granted, I didn’t post until about 45 minutes ago, lol. I’ve been slacking… so sad.
So stumbling, hmm? The party went well I take it? lol
And ooo… our own blog. Oh the havoc we can wreak on the people… ::wiggles her fingers and squints maniacally::
Comment by the insider — December 13, 2005 @ 10:54 pm
hehehehe… yes. lets start by kicking that chicks ass. i’m getting riled up by it now. just because of how far back it goes.
Comment by wendykat — December 14, 2005 @ 9:12 am
Oh yeah, that’s the wendy I’ve been waiting for! 🙂
Comment by the insider — December 14, 2005 @ 9:38 am