Ugh, it was everywhere, the blood. I went in to get some of my decorations from the other room. Dollar store decorations, a twine rope with four plastic skeletons strung up by their necks, a twine string meant to be hung from the ceiling with nine painted Styrofoam heads. So, I collected those to hang here, string the skeletons over my computer desk, hang the skulls near the entrance to my little domicile.
So, the title, yeah, back to that. I have to talk about that, I mean, who wouldn't click on a post with a title like that? What a perfect name. But, the blood was everywhere. I stained my sheets. Good thing they are brown, they will look okay after being washed again. On the way out of the computer room with my decorations, I stepped on a piece of glass. The blood was pouring out, drops in the hallway, drops on my carpet, drops on my sheets. I cleaned up, swabbed with alcohol and put a bandage on. Seems okay now. It will be sore for a few days, though. The blood isn't soaking through, so, it seems to have really slowed down. The thing went in pretty deep, but it was thin, so it wouldn't be a stitches thing. It just went into my heal really deep, and cut through a lot of capillaries, hence all the blood. "Hence all the blood," heh. There are a lot of sentences you could attach that to, and most of them aren't very good, some of them are really funny, and some of them are very sad. But the idea of all the different things to which you could attach, "hence all the blood," is a very amusing concept to me.
Yup, I just switched out the bandaid and it has stopped bleeding entirely. So, I'm not going to bleed to death, all is well. But ... there was so much blood.
I just had a very amusing (to me) mental image of a mash-up between Lord Of The Rings and Silence Of The Lambs. Gollum, as Buffalo Bill, leaning over the pit, looking panicked, it pans down to the girl holding Precious, the dog. Gollum says, "It puts The Precious in the b (Read More)
I am in desperate need of the catharsis one experiences upon slitting someone's throat with a razor-sharp blade followed by the joy and elation obtained from watching the life drift from their eyes turning them to dead, glassy orbs as I am filled with the energy that used t (Read More)
I rushed out of work at 5pm
Plopped my ass in my car again
Welcome to the land of lazyness,
hey, gotta get my rest in.
Started up the car
headed home for my free time
Look at the street and I see a really bad sign.
Traffic looks so crazy
Everybody's in my way, s (Read More)
I envy a person who can hear their alarm go off, turn it off, and get up out of bed, ready to start the day. I live by the snooze button. It is my best friend in the morning. Well, it and my coffee. I'd marry it if congress would hurry up and pass that bill legalizing m (Read More)
So, my car's wrecked, I told ya that. The bumper was precariously attached. It began to become unattached. I'll fix it with some Gorilla Glue just as soon as the snow is gone and the temperature is more moderate. For now, I removed it and placed it on my porch. So the (Read More)
The last few weeks have been kind of hectic and draining. Last Wednesday I wrecked my car. Hit a patch of ice, slid off the road, down a hill, into a pole. I wasn't hurt. The car was. I spent nearly a week with my brother-in-law trying to fix it. Had to replace the ra (Read More)
Depressed. And I'm quite tired of being depressed. There's no reason for me to be depressed. No logical reason, anyway. I'm insane, that's obvious. I have great friends. What's left of my family, my sister, brother, nephews and niece, et al, are wonderful. I'm w (Read More)
