The purpose of this post is to reassess the purpose of this blog.
Last night I cut my finger.
It reminded me of the purpose of this blog,
but it also reminded me that I had health insurance.
In other words, this blog seems useless.
Still, seeing blood slide out the slit in my fingertip stirred my habitual dread.
"Oh fuck, this is the end," I yelled to myself and the two men comfortably seated behind the door of the men's bathroom stalls. How they hogged the dirty bits of toilet paper - my only hope. ONLY HOPE.
Then I realized that I had made a bow-tie out of gauze, because it was halloween, and anything goes, Rose.
see, look at the nice bow tie!
fingy = better
nose = swollen with staph and garlic
YIPPEDY YIPPEDY YIPPEDY YIP THAT'S ALL FOLKS!
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