So I bought these wonderful new kitchen knives recently.
Wow, I don’t have to say anything more, do I? You know *exactly* where this is going.
Which is good, because it’s really hard to type with the bandage.
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Despite all that, today was better than yesterday. I slept well, and late, it being a New Moon (and therefore no Ashtanga); edited two chapters of Demonhead (and by “edited” I actually mean “went through the printout marking places that need editing when I do this again on the computer”); got a pedicure; did not solve the freelance problem but went up to the Former Day Jobbe and worked on it there (where I found that they had not closed out any of my accounts or given away my office or anything…heh); and then had a lovely dinner cooked for me here by the Ogre (rescheduled from last night)–OMG the deliciousness. Even with all the blood. Ahem. 🙂
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And Jay’s procedure went fine, as we knew it would; he was home resting when I talked to him, preparing to go out and have his hair washed. Washed clean of blood. Today’s post is all about blood, isn’t it? Sorry. Some days are just like that, I guess.
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And that’s enough typing, without my left index finger.