synapticjava (
synapticjava) wrote2004-07-18 11:58 am
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I knew it.
I just knew it. Burger King *is* trying to kill me. Last night the plate glass window in the door to the manager's office came out. On me. An inch long gash, a pint of blood and an hour later and I'm at the ER trying to get someone to flag down a doctor and waiting for my parents. 11 stiches on the left side of my forehead. Lump the size of Arkansas and a killer headache. What's worse - I still have to go to work tomorrow. Man, it is amazing how much blood someone can lose and still not pass out.
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*gently hugs you*
eh
Yeah, sucks ass I have to go to work. But there was no one to cover me. S'okay though. Can we say law suit? Yes, yes we can.
Thanks, though, babe! I'll be alright. Heh. *huge hug*
Now to pop some Darvecet and take a nap...
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That was going to be my next point. Boy would you have a case for yourself there!!
I hope your head feels better soon babes. And hey, scars can be sexy. ;)
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HA~
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Ya know, cuz there are so many commercials during the new seasons. Head trauma. Bah.
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