7.10.01

how’s this for dork injuries? i skinned my knee on my computer last night. no really, it’s all red and scraped up. see, there was this loose screw that was rattling around inside, and i had to find it before it shorted something out, so i took off the side panels and tipped the box back and forth until hidden screw rolled out, like those little games you used to get as prizes at carnivals, where you have to get the ball bearings through the plane that runs diagonally across the cube. only, my computer is much heavier, and at some point i misjudged the distance and my knee and the box ended up occupying the same space until my the skin on my knee gave way. my life is so hard. why can’t i have exotic sex injuries to report instead?

i’m back to playing with toys on brunching shuttlecock. this time it’s the kevin bacon game. according to the program, i’m related to kevin bacon in the following manner:

[me]
owned a chain of fried chard restaurants secretly funded by
Penelope Klept
who who once sang a karaoke version of “Islands in the Stream” with
Kevin Bacon

who knew?