I’m not allowed to have sharp things…
Today I have cut myself twice. I grated off a couple of
little chunks of my thumb while grating cheese (no bits got in my food) then in the shower, I cut my toe shaving off
the 3 little hairs that grow on it...So, no more cutting for me!
Tribute
In tribute to the fact that I saw the vagina monologues for
the 2nd time tuesday night right before my computer went to poo, I'm posting this entry tonight.
If your
vagina could wear anything, what would it wear? A handspun, handknitting angora scarf. Soft, fuzzy and carefully
made.
If your vagina could talk, what would it say? Mmm-hmm...Oh? Ohh, yeahhhh.
What does your
vagina smell like? Like it should.
What does your vagina look like? Like a doorway, into a world where
everything is as it should be. Soft, warm, and pleasurable.
How about your vagina?
Naughty Little Monkey.
Okay, I was planning on a bit of a lengthy post this morning
before bowling, but I had to perform some emergency surgery on my hairdryer. There has accumulated a bit of hair in
the back, in the open-meshed-in fan area, and it was making a horrible grinding noise. Now, I fear when hot things
near my head make bad noises so I had to warp a couple of wires on the mesh cage in order to yank the hair out. The
patient is resting, and is expected to make a full recovery!