2004-05-27 - 2:48 p.m.
I cut myself with a razor blade this morning. It was an accident, not for reasons that my friend Wendy suggests.
It hurts like hell. Especially when paint thinners are involved.
In other news, I went to the dollar store to purchase some Journalcon Swag. And, because I was buying in bulk, got bitched out by a fellow customer. "You can't buy all those!" she screamed at me, frantically looking around for a dollar store employee. "Those are for CHILDREN". Which is why I was buying them, they are perfect for a bunch of people who write obsessivly about their lives in a public forum. But you can't say that to deranged women in Dollar Tree. I merely ignored her and her screeching. Well, I actually replied that "Yes, I can" and then walked to the check out stand to pay for my purchases, unlike the baggy clothed jackasses in hardware. The counter girl looked at me and remarked that I looked like I was going to be having some fun. "Hours of it" I replied. Which you will get only if you go to Journalcon in DC this year.
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