One of the things I am a-feared of in winter happened this morning - I slipped on invisible ice (I was looking at the ground, and it was identical to everything else!) and hit my hands. Fortunately, I twisted, and took most of the weight on my hip (which is why I'm able to type this)*, but I gave both hands a right smack.
So, no smart clever post today. I haz a hurt.
*(Also, I have drugs. Sweet, sweet drugs.)
...I'm thinking about trying a lighter red dye for my hair. Not as blonde as strawberry, but blonder and less intense red than my normal colour (which I have to get from Canada, as the colour was discontinued in the US, and the replacement, "Hot Tamale", bleeds a lot, stains for multiple washes, and is darker/not as nice).
I'm not really looking for arguments either way; I'm just thinking out loud. Whee, drugs.
Update instead of writing another blog post: My hands won't stop shaking. Good times.