I told him he better not have broken his ass, that's my m.o.
He cut himself in a few places on his hands including one small artery near his thumb.
Click for gross-out emergency room pic
He says his blood squirted onto the doctor's face.
Chris failed to get a gross-out picture of that.
He's fine now, a few stitches, x-ray AOK.
I did not fail to seize the opportunity to practice my glass and blood removal skills.
You never let a serious crisis go to waste. And what I mean by that it's an opportunity to do things you think you could not do before.
I'm in 2010 to win.
I received The Other Rebecca's confirmation today.
She drew the 8 of Wands on New Year's for me.
That's indicates a time of excitement and movement channeled in a positive direction.
I concur. All the spreads I've done for myself this past month are full of Wands.
Which, omigod, on December 22 I dreamed the serial killer who cut off my head and hands told two little girls to throw me in the fire, but they didn't cause I could influence them. They threw me on the pile of wood next to the fire and lit my candles. I became a piece of firewood (wand), blowing in the wind, planning my wrath-fueled return to come back for that murderous motherfucker.