*headdesk*
I just spent 5 whole minutes trying to untangle my fingers from various threads. The threads *I* knotted around my fingers. Half unconsciously and half... well, half thinking, 'Hmmmm, I wonder if I can knot these threads around my fingers with one hand so I can't move my fingers at all.' But only very very fleetingly! Most of it just happened. Somehow.
I couldn't untangle them. And then I panicked slightly and thought, 'OMG, how am I going to type? How am I going to get changed? How can I wash my face? OMG, maybe I could ring azicrow and she could come over and help me get my hand back! I'm TRAPPED!!!'
And then I got my scissors and cut the threads.
I thought about the merits of posting this so soon after my last entry. But then I thought it might entertain you guys. And then you can join the 75% of the people who know me and wonder how the hell I'm still alive.
I don't know the answer. But the answer to Rodney's question? *points to icon* Yes. Yes, I sometimes think I really might be.
I couldn't untangle them. And then I panicked slightly and thought, 'OMG, how am I going to type? How am I going to get changed? How can I wash my face? OMG, maybe I could ring azicrow and she could come over and help me get my hand back! I'm TRAPPED!!!'
And then I got my scissors and cut the threads.
I thought about the merits of posting this so soon after my last entry. But then I thought it might entertain you guys. And then you can join the 75% of the people who know me and wonder how the hell I'm still alive.
I don't know the answer. But the answer to Rodney's question? *points to icon* Yes. Yes, I sometimes think I really might be.