No sooner had my loops of Ocean Surf hybrid FLAC finished than I woke up for the day, and headed downstairs to get the trash ready for pickup. Just another Monday.
First things first - get a Diet Mountain Dew. So I padded over to the fridge, barefoot, and opened the fridge door. Like a rocket, out flew a jar of Better Than Bouillon, flipping end-over-end through the air. My fourth toe on my right foot exploded in pain, having been smashed on the nail.
My first thought? What incredibly bad luck. Then, "Hey, subconscious, thanks for the warning!" It felt like getting spanked for doing something wrong, like revenge for consciously trying to change my subconscious. If that's the case - fuk you, subconscious!
Goddamn that hurt. I'm limping around here like a gimp.
Welp, off to ice the purple toenail that's throbbing with my heartbeat. Grrrrr.
First things first - get a Diet Mountain Dew. So I padded over to the fridge, barefoot, and opened the fridge door. Like a rocket, out flew a jar of Better Than Bouillon, flipping end-over-end through the air. My fourth toe on my right foot exploded in pain, having been smashed on the nail.
My first thought? What incredibly bad luck. Then, "Hey, subconscious, thanks for the warning!" It felt like getting spanked for doing something wrong, like revenge for consciously trying to change my subconscious. If that's the case - fuk you, subconscious!
Goddamn that hurt. I'm limping around here like a gimp.
Welp, off to ice the purple toenail that's throbbing with my heartbeat. Grrrrr.
