3.01.2011

Adding to My Chagrin

This afternoon, while tugging the top of my tank top, my hand slipped and I whacked myself in the face. Hurt like the dickens. Was also very, very funny. Because all I could think of was this:



That, my friends, is about the level of sophistication you can expect from me.

*sigh*
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  1. Stratoz5:10 PM

    black eye? chagrin is a cool word.

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  2. Di McCullough6:25 PM

    No black eye, but I was afraid I'd bloodied my lip.

    And it's a very fun word.

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