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Friday, January 30    

Why don't you just give me a paper cut and pour lemon juice on it?
Of all the sonofabitchin' things to have happen to you, none seem so bad as a paper cut. However, as I have worked as a stock-girl in a hardware store, I am tough, and I can tell you this: A cardboard cut is 10 times worse. The pain, the agony, the itty-bitty tiny cut to show for it. Yesterday, I received something that gives cardboard a run for its money: My window shade (vinyl? acrylic? some other weird polymer?) gave me a paper cut on the palm-side of my middle finger and it is irritating me with persistent pain, aggravation, and relative wussiness. This may affect my blogging. I'm just saying.

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