I think I’ve got it. Yep, I can’t say I never achieved anything in my life. I have the ugliest pinky. I might even give it a name like Paul. Or Patricia. Or Patrice. Or Pa–whydoyahavetolooksostinkingugly. Long gone are my chances of being a left hand model or even a two handed model. I justContinue reading “I Actually Don’t Mind Being Called Mate.”
I severed the tendon in my left hand pinky finger (should an adult still call it a pinky? 😂) by dropping a big glass jar on it at work (cafe), also damaging the nerves and arteries, with a big piece of glass stabbing the bone but thankfully not breaking it. After it happened and I wasContinue reading “Life Update: Severed Pinky Tendon”
Dot points and ponies.
“Picking up a mermaid tail blanket to rub on my face, I fondle the clam lamp, and I wonder how I ended up at the store in the first place…”