Well, it was canadian thanksgiving day today for me, and before I had a chance to put any good into my mouth I managed to cut my finger really badly with a knife. Sometimes it's HARD to cut a tiny dinner roll in half, seriously! SERIOUSLY MAN!
Earlier this weekend I took my second huge wipeout of the summer. Oh wait, it's totally not summer anymore. Anyhow, earlier this summer I was playing frisbee and I did a "haha look at me pretend to have to jump to catch this easy throw" jump to be an ass, and then I ended up completely wiping out, and wound up covered in mud. It was funny, the mud was evenly distributed on every side of my body, I have no clue what I did.
Yesterday a similar thing happened when I was being an ass by getting this dog to chase me. I assumed he wasn't as fast as he actually was, and to actually see him running right at me sort of spooked me. Once he started biting at my shoes (yes, another shoelace fetishist dog) I started looking back and then I wiped out again. This time, as I was lying there I was dazed and started going "get him away from me!" thinking that the dog was going to start licking or biting me, but I was informed later that he just looked at me as if to say "what is WRONG with this guy?". I don't believe dogs have the facial muscles to really convey that emotion, but supposedly that was what he was saying.
All evening I have been doing that thing where I almost sneeze but it won't quite come out, it is quite the pain. You know that thing? It blows.
Okay, that's all for now. I keep forgetting all the things I mean to write here. I'm going to go send an email to my list and hope I recall some! The list people will also get a sneak preview of my new site, which I'm not announcing anywhere else for a day or so probably.
13:06:20 - 2000-10-09