Diary of a Klutz
So, about a week ago, I did something to my knee. Whatever I did, it only seems to get worse with time (although that hour I spent on D.D.R. the other night certainly didn't help). Then, yesterday, I fell out of the rolley chair at work...TWICE! I thought I was trying to kill myself, especially when I pulled a muscle in my inner thigh during the second spill and discovered a stiff shoulder when I was change. Then, after watching Journey to the Center of the Earth with Jake and Lauren, I was sure it was sub-councious suicide attempts. I ran into a wall...again. But it was worse than usual and I have a rather large, triagle/arrow shaped bruise to prove it.
-End of Diary of a Klutz -
Part II:
- Opening Ceremony of the Ghost of Headless Rhodents -
The other day, as I was sitting on my porch, I thought I heard tiny voices coming out from under my feet. I quickly got up and peeked through the boards. Under the steps, where the Demon Cat draggs her headless victims, was a meeting of the ghosts of the vermin killed by that cat.
"Dearly beheaded, we are gathered here today to remember with fear and trepidation that giant beast of fur, claws and teeth that mercilessly ate off our heads and disposed of our remains where none could get at them. Just this morning, that fear of all good rhodents added another member to our number who simply wanted food for his twelve young children. Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you Jacob, the vole..."
Already disgusted by the headless animals the cat tried to drag in, I left at that point. I didn't need to know what they did after they were dead; the fact that they were dead and hanging from the Demon Cat's mouth (HEADLESS!) was enough to have me gagging.
-End of Diary of a Klutz -
Part II:
- Opening Ceremony of the Ghost of Headless Rhodents -
The other day, as I was sitting on my porch, I thought I heard tiny voices coming out from under my feet. I quickly got up and peeked through the boards. Under the steps, where the Demon Cat draggs her headless victims, was a meeting of the ghosts of the vermin killed by that cat.
"Dearly beheaded, we are gathered here today to remember with fear and trepidation that giant beast of fur, claws and teeth that mercilessly ate off our heads and disposed of our remains where none could get at them. Just this morning, that fear of all good rhodents added another member to our number who simply wanted food for his twelve young children. Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you Jacob, the vole..."
Already disgusted by the headless animals the cat tried to drag in, I left at that point. I didn't need to know what they did after they were dead; the fact that they were dead and hanging from the Demon Cat's mouth (HEADLESS!) was enough to have me gagging.