July 11th, 2009

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To Those in the Know

Oh god, stop dying!!

I am referring to myself there. And nothing so insidious as the last time. I may have fallen on a pair of gardening shears only to discover puncturing lungs is very painful. I was unconscious the last time I had a sucking chest wound...

I blame Dorian, as he was probably the last person to be in my shed for any stretch of time, because we all know I do not garden. And it's fun to blame Dorian.

Don't even ask what I was doing in the shed, because I have not a friggin' clue in the world.

At least I disposed of the fatal hazard out there...
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