Fishbone†
<font color=blue>Does strange things while sleepin
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- May 31, 2001
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I went to sleep on Wednesday night normal as is normal for me (no comments from the peanut gallery), and woke up Thursday morning with 2 left feet and 10 thumbs!!! 
Opening statement:
The defense (that's me), being the helpful daughter (and loving a huge house to herself), has been watching her parents house for them while they were on a trip.
Court Exhibit A:
Wednesday night I opened the refrigerator, reached for the butter and knocked a can of pop off the shelf. Wonder of wonders, it missed my toes.... I continued on my mission, planning to pick up the rolling can of pop on my back to the frig. I took one step towards the counter and my unassemble tuna sandwich right into a trail of pop!!
Who's bright idea was it to leave an open can of pop in the refrigerator???? 
Court Exhibit B:
Thursday morning, with one hand full of socks, shoes and a piece of paper, I reached to open the kitchen blinds and spilled a pop can brimming with yucky stuff (my dad and brothers chew
). In one hand I have the cord to the shades which I have to lock or let down slowly, and in the other everything I need to finish getting ready. Just what I wanted to clean up at 7:00 in the morning!! And why is it that these things happen when the counter is full of "junk".
Court Exhibit C:
Today, I was cutting paper with one of those "school type" industrial sized paper cutters, and reached up for the handle, missed and slid the backs of my fingers across the newly sharpened blade. Mistakes like that really make me mad at myself!!!
Court Exhibit D:
Tonight I reached into the oven with both hands and misjudged once again (only this time with the other hand) and attempted to fuse the back of my hand to the side of the oven. That's twice I've been really angry at myself today.
I've also dropped a million things, stubbed my toe at least ten times, and wacked my hand twice on door casings all within the last three days. I feel like a walking accident, and I don't know why..... it's really making me crazy. What's going on???
Guilty as charged!!
Opening statement:
The defense (that's me), being the helpful daughter (and loving a huge house to herself), has been watching her parents house for them while they were on a trip.
Court Exhibit A:
Wednesday night I opened the refrigerator, reached for the butter and knocked a can of pop off the shelf. Wonder of wonders, it missed my toes.... I continued on my mission, planning to pick up the rolling can of pop on my back to the frig. I took one step towards the counter and my unassemble tuna sandwich right into a trail of pop!!
Who's bright idea was it to leave an open can of pop in the refrigerator???? Court Exhibit B:
Thursday morning, with one hand full of socks, shoes and a piece of paper, I reached to open the kitchen blinds and spilled a pop can brimming with yucky stuff (my dad and brothers chew
). In one hand I have the cord to the shades which I have to lock or let down slowly, and in the other everything I need to finish getting ready. Just what I wanted to clean up at 7:00 in the morning!! And why is it that these things happen when the counter is full of "junk".Court Exhibit C:
Today, I was cutting paper with one of those "school type" industrial sized paper cutters, and reached up for the handle, missed and slid the backs of my fingers across the newly sharpened blade. Mistakes like that really make me mad at myself!!!
Court Exhibit D:
Tonight I reached into the oven with both hands and misjudged once again (only this time with the other hand) and attempted to fuse the back of my hand to the side of the oven. That's twice I've been really angry at myself today.
I've also dropped a million things, stubbed my toe at least ten times, and wacked my hand twice on door casings all within the last three days. I feel like a walking accident, and I don't know why..... it's really making me crazy. What's going on???
Guilty as charged!!
