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bugshaw at 01:00pm on 14/09/2008
bugshaw at 01:00pm on 14/09/2008£2.10 on the bus to collect a fishtank with a crack in the corner so no good for fish but "perfect for hamsters/gerbils"
It's not one crack, it's two; and they're not cracks, they're holes big enough for a hamster to walk through sideways. "I'd have to patch them," I say, but I'm not convinced it'd work well. Still, I've ordered a cab and it's just arrived so I pick up the tank and slice my hand open in two places on the fucking jagged broken glass on the bottom edge. There is impressive amounts of blood, which drips and spreads over my hand. They fetch kitchen roll to soak up the blood. FAIL - UR TANK DO NOT WANT - GOING HOME NOW - MOAR KITTCHIN ROLL PLZ THIS ONE'Z WET KTHXBYE.
£8.40 on the cab to the Co-op, where I buy plasters and TCP. The thumb cut has stopped bleeding, I cleaned it up and put a plaster on (quite hard with one hand). The index finger cut is deeper but with good clean edges, and still bleeds if provoked. So I shall spend an enjoyable afternoon with my hand elevated, not using my right fingers where possible. It's a pity that I spent the hour before the excursion unpacking books and putting them in the handy intermediate place of All Over My Bed. Gah.
Rollmops. (To return to an earlier post about use of foodstuffs instead of bodyparts as swear words.)
I'm supposed to go and collect some fresh bay leaves later. I wonder what they'll do to me? At least, this being Britain, I'm unlikely to accidentally be given poison ivy.
It's not one crack, it's two; and they're not cracks, they're holes big enough for a hamster to walk through sideways. "I'd have to patch them," I say, but I'm not convinced it'd work well. Still, I've ordered a cab and it's just arrived so I pick up the tank and slice my hand open in two places on the fucking jagged broken glass on the bottom edge. There is impressive amounts of blood, which drips and spreads over my hand. They fetch kitchen roll to soak up the blood. FAIL - UR TANK DO NOT WANT - GOING HOME NOW - MOAR KITTCHIN ROLL PLZ THIS ONE'Z WET KTHXBYE.
£8.40 on the cab to the Co-op, where I buy plasters and TCP. The thumb cut has stopped bleeding, I cleaned it up and put a plaster on (quite hard with one hand). The index finger cut is deeper but with good clean edges, and still bleeds if provoked. So I shall spend an enjoyable afternoon with my hand elevated, not using my right fingers where possible. It's a pity that I spent the hour before the excursion unpacking books and putting them in the handy intermediate place of All Over My Bed. Gah.
Rollmops. (To return to an earlier post about use of foodstuffs instead of bodyparts as swear words.)
I'm supposed to go and collect some fresh bay leaves later. I wonder what they'll do to me? At least, this being Britain, I'm unlikely to accidentally be given poison ivy.
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