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feeling: full
listening to: noises downstairs
This little story is for Dumplin' cause she asked what the comment about the eye-gouging device in my AIM info meant. Enjoy. :P
So tonight around 8:50 I decided to get myself some homemade mint chocolate chip ice cream, which is kept in the big freezer in the basement because, being homemade, 1) the container is too big to fit in the fridge freezer and 2) the ice cream stays softer in the big freezer but seems to get really hard and stiff in the fridge freezer. Anyway, so I go down there and find that Dad has put a bunch of... junk... on top of said freezer, meaning I had to move it to get to my ice cream. First I hefted and moved a big stack of genuine cast iron skillets in various sizes, which wasn't so bad. Then I bypassed the less weighty objects (am I smart or what?) and went for this long, thin box whose contents I didn't know. Well, I was surprised to learn that this box was tremendously heavy. So I tipped one end up a bit and tried to kind of slide it off the freezer and let the lower end land on the floor, so it would prop itself up against the front of the freezer, allowing passage to my ice cream. No such luck. Instead, as soon as I tilted the box, its lower end gave way and out poured its contents - a wider-than-my-arm bundle of long, thin, stiff metal wire rod things, about | | <---that wide and maybe 2 feet long each, with VERY sharp ends. Sharp ends that landed all over my legs and feet, making me wonder how on earth my clothes weren't ripped to shreds. And really, I consider myself lucky that I only ended up with one puncture wound on one toe.
Anyhow, after running upstairs and washing the blood off my toes, cleaning the wound, and bandaging it complete with campho, I went back downstairs and picked up every last filthy, stinking metal wire/rod thing, stuffing them back into the box until they were so tightly packed I couldn't bother with trying anymore. I then propped the stupid box up on the floor like I intended to in the first place, flung the rest of the (non-heavy) junk off the freezer, filled a bowl with ice cream, and gorged till I felt like exploding. Then made the observation that, on the bright side, now I know where I can find some nice sharp weapons perfect for gouging out human eyes in the event that some worthless slime tries to break into this house again.
...The flavor and aroma of mint is a soothing agent. >_>;;
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 8/28/2003 10:21:00 PM
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