2004-07-09 - 12:08 p.m.
"How did you hurt your finger?"
"It got caught."
"In what?"
"Fredrich's teeth!"
-- Max/Gretl scene, Sound of Music.
Sadly, a short entry today.
I injured myself yesterday while fixing a friend's purse. I was in the process of replacing a bum zipper and I accidently stabbed myself with the seam ripper. It just slipped in my right hand and went right in to the index finger of my left. And right on the knuckle too. Smarts.
So I am all puffy and bruised with my puncture wound. Typing hurts, so I am off to a "Thoroughly Modern Millie" audition instead. Because I don't really need my index finger too much when I am tap dancing.
See you Tuesday! Photo essay, I promise!
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Erin G's lofty pursuits include sampling candy, taking naps, memorizing showtunes and shopping at Daffy's. She's a joyously dorky theatre girl. Also? a big fan of cats, well-written books, and her good lookin' an' schweet lovin' husband, Freddie.
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