today i dropped a modeling knife. was using it to take little bits off wood out of something i am working on. to say i dropped it is misleading, i put it down ons my bench and it rolled off and it fell and it went into my pinkie toe. it must have touched bone or something like that because it stood perfectly vertical out of my foot. i didn't feel it go in, really, and pulling it out again was nae wirries
the funny thing was that i'd only got it today. glad i learnu'd this lesson now, rather than when i finally (FINALLY) make the full transition to bone. the bucket in the close is starting to reek like death, thank god. for over a month it has sat there, apprentice like in its scentlessness. when the beetles come i shall simply take myself to the pet food shop and say to the vile polack behind the deask i'll say 'give me all the marrow bones you've got, and give me a discount for today i'm buying them in great quantiteas you vile polack' ans it qill worrk as i hope it will
sorry about spelling errors i also cut into my hands so they're all plastered up
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