A bad day for pink:
1. I was wearing a light pink T-shirt today when I got caught in the downpour. Helloooo, exposure.
2. After a year or so of hard wearing, my lovely pointy pink shoes finally gave out gave up today, what with the rain and all.
3. Slicing garlic for dinner, knife went straight for finger (which is pink). Blood seeping through the tissue was pinkish, then, very quickly, dark red.
:-(
Everybody just be nice to me.
1. I was wearing a light pink T-shirt today when I got caught in the downpour. Helloooo, exposure.
2. After a year or so of hard wearing, my lovely pointy pink shoes finally gave out gave up today, what with the rain and all.
3. Slicing garlic for dinner, knife went straight for finger (which is pink). Blood seeping through the tissue was pinkish, then, very quickly, dark red.
:-(
Everybody just be nice to me.
posted by stellou at 2:15 AM
3 Comments:
Kraj sezs:
Woe is stellou. Very sad about the pink bad luck. This is not the first time you have cut yourself cooking, is it? I seem to remember something about that from before. Maybe you need to get new knives since the ones you have are so mean to you.
Totally it is not the first time I have cut myself cooking. I am very good at breaking myself. It is a dubious talent.
And the thing is, I got a knife sharpener because all my knives were so blunt, and you know the thing about blunt knives is that they are just waiting to cut you because then you are holding them in an unnatural way or whatever. Anyway, so now I have all sharp knives, which I was very happy about, especially because they are doing a particularly nice job with the tomatoes, but apparently sharp knives are also waiting around to cut you. In fact knife was so sharp that it went straight into my finger and there was that moment where you don't realize what's happened exactly, and then you hold your breath, and then, yeah, drip-drip-dripping into the sink. Sigh.
Kraj sez:
Must be the knives then. You are such a nice and sweet person, even the knives should be nice to you. I have never cut myself while cooking (knock wood), I seem to cut myself with my knives while cleaning. Also, first time Brad helped me cook, he cut himself with one of my knives.
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