Dry Skin?
Liquids so often affect the bodies physiology, so much more often than solids do.
In particular the hands.
Today, my hands encountered, in chronological order:
V: When i popped the ringpull too fast. I shoulda got a bottle, God knows i need the full 350ml at 5 o'clock in the am.
Rainwater: Driving around picking up cans in bad weather. At least it doesnt SNOW at Sydney Airport.
AvGas Vapour: From trailing behind the huge queue of 747's, 777's and A340's that were waiting to get adverse weather runway clearance. It was... warming.
Chanel #5: Leaking out of a hardcase Samsonite. I HATE CHANEL! (tho i hate Hugo Boss more)
Oporto Lemon N Herb Sauce: Those burgers are messy.
Gearbox Oil: I can still smell it n i want to upchuck. Bloody speedometer cable and its busted plastic cog. You will learn to mate with your metal, gearbox situated counterparts in a fashion that does not result in me having to remove you and replace you cos you cant cope with gearmesh peerpressure. Detention anyone?
Blood: Tore off half a fingernail (and separated the nailbed of the other half) wrestling speedo cable up thru insides of dashboard and pedalbox. It hurt.
Grease: Those windows wind up much more smootherly now.
Car Body Filler and its affilated Hardener: Smells bad (i think thats cos i sanded 7 tubsworth of this shit off the last Torrie in 2001) and hardened itself to my fingernails.
Generic Automotive Oil and Grime: Gearbox linkages, Clutch linkages, my itchy arsecrack....
Brake Fluid: After Niki helping me bleed the brakes yesterday (successfully too, they are now hard like Igneous Rock) i still had to wipe up all the spilt fluid, which had very nicely stripped all the paint stains off Fishies Garage floor.
Radiator Coolant: Thermostat issues... GRRRR!
Gasket Sealant: After taking thermostat out and stomping on it... *violently*, the empty thermostat housing needed resealing.
Degreaser: From McDonalds of all places. It stings!
Water: Failed to cleanse.
Lemon Juice: Squeezed onto my Chips n Calamari.
Snot: Absentmindedly picking my nose on the train home. I offered the posse of emo kids sitting near me one of the big chunks id dug out but it only prompted them into a group arm cutting, self harm session.
Spooge: Well I fucking well jerked off didnt I!
Soap: In the shower. Hands still arent completely clean. Spooge got clumpy too.
Sorry, yes, i do pity those of you who had the misfortune of being privy to this post, but as they say, the donkey can only but neee-haw what he doth know of.
;D
In particular the hands.
Today, my hands encountered, in chronological order:
V: When i popped the ringpull too fast. I shoulda got a bottle, God knows i need the full 350ml at 5 o'clock in the am.
Rainwater: Driving around picking up cans in bad weather. At least it doesnt SNOW at Sydney Airport.
AvGas Vapour: From trailing behind the huge queue of 747's, 777's and A340's that were waiting to get adverse weather runway clearance. It was... warming.
Chanel #5: Leaking out of a hardcase Samsonite. I HATE CHANEL! (tho i hate Hugo Boss more)
Oporto Lemon N Herb Sauce: Those burgers are messy.
Gearbox Oil: I can still smell it n i want to upchuck. Bloody speedometer cable and its busted plastic cog. You will learn to mate with your metal, gearbox situated counterparts in a fashion that does not result in me having to remove you and replace you cos you cant cope with gearmesh peerpressure. Detention anyone?
Blood: Tore off half a fingernail (and separated the nailbed of the other half) wrestling speedo cable up thru insides of dashboard and pedalbox. It hurt.
Grease: Those windows wind up much more smootherly now.
Car Body Filler and its affilated Hardener: Smells bad (i think thats cos i sanded 7 tubsworth of this shit off the last Torrie in 2001) and hardened itself to my fingernails.
Generic Automotive Oil and Grime: Gearbox linkages, Clutch linkages, my itchy arsecrack....
Brake Fluid: After Niki helping me bleed the brakes yesterday (successfully too, they are now hard like Igneous Rock) i still had to wipe up all the spilt fluid, which had very nicely stripped all the paint stains off Fishies Garage floor.
Radiator Coolant: Thermostat issues... GRRRR!
Gasket Sealant: After taking thermostat out and stomping on it... *violently*, the empty thermostat housing needed resealing.
Degreaser: From McDonalds of all places. It stings!
Water: Failed to cleanse.
Lemon Juice: Squeezed onto my Chips n Calamari.
Snot: Absentmindedly picking my nose on the train home. I offered the posse of emo kids sitting near me one of the big chunks id dug out but it only prompted them into a group arm cutting, self harm session.
Spooge: Well I fucking well jerked off didnt I!
Soap: In the shower. Hands still arent completely clean. Spooge got clumpy too.
Sorry, yes, i do pity those of you who had the misfortune of being privy to this post, but as they say, the donkey can only but neee-haw what he doth know of.
;D