Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Digital Jousting


Thanks to an incident involving a splinter and my favourite typing finger, I am now officially a cripple.


(Are we allowed to use that word any more btw?)

This morning, I made like one of King Arthur’s noble and heroic knights (and you can really see Oxyjen’s post sinking in here) and lanced a universe of pus from the tip of my index finger — and yet, said digit still remains horrifically swollen, like a mutant parsnip-beetroot hybrid.

So I’m reduced to typing with my nose and scrolling the mouse with my ear.

Should make for an interesting day.

Especially if alien gladiator hordes invade and I’m forced to man the turret.

8 comments:

fairyhedgehog said...

Ow, ow, ow!

Do you think you might need antibiotics?

Ow!

Whirlochre said...

Possibly just a large glove.

The swelling has gone down a bit — but the wound to my vanity will never heal.

ril said...

You know the rules -- pictures, or it didn't happen.

btw: ...and I’m forced to man the turret.

That's one of them euphemism wotsits, right?



wv: synce
Just shows how long it's been.*






*Not a euphemism.

Whirlochre said...

Hey — the last time I had pus on the scanner, she got her paw stuck in the USB port...

jjdebenedictis said...

Thanks for the link!

And I am astonished by your ability to maintain the highest standards of spelling and grammar while digitally challenged.

(No, you can't say cripple anymore, you lout! Sheesh.)

Robin S. said...

I'd like to see a picture of you manning the turret in your pink stripey socks. Just sayin'....

Whirlochre said...

JJ
So — 'cripple' is out but 'lout' is in? Who makes these rules?

Wrobin
I'll see what can be arranged...

jjdebenedictis said...

I make the rules. Didn't you get the memo?