The other night, I went to a party. It was a costume party (well, masque), hosted by three wonderful writers/editors, and it was held in the loveliest three story apartment, decorated with a different theme on each floor - masks, the forest room, the Red Room, you get the idea - and I was tickled to see old friends and catch up. I sheepishly
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And that's when I winched the cheap-ass corkscrew with no plastic lip, just a sharp-sharp-SHARP metal edge, without noticing that my thumb was overlapping the edge of the glass slightly.
I have an 8mm chomp out of my thumb as penance for my hubris. FINE, UNIVERSE, I'LL NEVER BADMOUTH BAGEL INJURIES AGAIN.
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