Slashed!
I slashed my fingers twice in the last week or so. I take it as a good omen, though. I hardly ever bleed or bruise, so when I do, I figure I've got good karma coming my way. Or I'm dating, and didn't realize it!
speaking of karma, I've started watching My Name is Earl and I like it. It's cheesy but funny. I'm all done with Battlestar Galactica, so I needed something new.
the other night, three of us were returning from the Re-Bar, and we decided to get Dick's. But there was a new fence. So, we scaled it in the rain. See what you have to do to have an adventure in Seattle?
How did I slash my fingers? The first time was on the bus. It was raining and cold, and the window was open where I sat down. So, I did a standing chair yoga move and reached up and slammed it shut. And the fucker cut me! A big ol' gash. I had to use some tissue to tourniquet it till I got to the office's first aid kit. Plus, the kicker: the bus had the mother-frakkin' heat blasting, so I actually would have been better off with an open window. Ugh.
Second time was after Dick's. Scaling a fence didn't harm me. But as I was rushing into my apt, trying to hold my bladder and my fast food bag, I was also trying to reopen the umbrella I'd just closed coz I was like, oh it's all wet I should leave it open in the hallway so it'll drip dry, and it cut me! Blood just burst out.
This pattern started when I got my blood tested just recently. The health worker was like, oh, you're a bleeder. You probably had some acetomethaphine or something. At least there's nothing contagious in my plasma to spread around, anyway.
I'm sorry...were you eating?
speaking of karma, I've started watching My Name is Earl and I like it. It's cheesy but funny. I'm all done with Battlestar Galactica, so I needed something new.
the other night, three of us were returning from the Re-Bar, and we decided to get Dick's. But there was a new fence. So, we scaled it in the rain. See what you have to do to have an adventure in Seattle?
How did I slash my fingers? The first time was on the bus. It was raining and cold, and the window was open where I sat down. So, I did a standing chair yoga move and reached up and slammed it shut. And the fucker cut me! A big ol' gash. I had to use some tissue to tourniquet it till I got to the office's first aid kit. Plus, the kicker: the bus had the mother-frakkin' heat blasting, so I actually would have been better off with an open window. Ugh.
Second time was after Dick's. Scaling a fence didn't harm me. But as I was rushing into my apt, trying to hold my bladder and my fast food bag, I was also trying to reopen the umbrella I'd just closed coz I was like, oh it's all wet I should leave it open in the hallway so it'll drip dry, and it cut me! Blood just burst out.
This pattern started when I got my blood tested just recently. The health worker was like, oh, you're a bleeder. You probably had some acetomethaphine or something. At least there's nothing contagious in my plasma to spread around, anyway.
I'm sorry...were you eating?