It is in me bloody index finger, it is. Right on the centre of the pad. A teeny tiny flesh-coloured flexible glass-like sliver of scotch thistle prickle has found it's way into my flesh and is actively seeking out nearby nerves and giving them little nerve wedgies.
*shudder*
I just tried to peg out a load of socks and undies. Opening each and every peg sent shivers down my spine. Writing tomorrow's shopping list was waaaay more exhilarating than it should have been, and typing is making me sweat just that little bit. Don't even get me started on clicking my mouse, ouch!!
*shiver*
I've prodded and gouged and soaked and salved but the sodding thing is nowhere to be found. At this point I'm considering a stiff drink and a set of bolt cutters.
*sweat*
No matter how good of an idea it seems at the time, bare-handed weeding of prickly dead things is not to be attempted. Ever ever. The worst bit is that, because of the lovely pricklies, I didn't put it in the garbage bag. Oh no, I'm too sensible for that. I turfed it over the side fence so I can pick it up out the front tomorrow and put it directly into the bin. Agghh!
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll give this one last shot before calling it quits for the night.
*faint*
30 March 2008 - 3:02pm
oh no!! Ow ow ow!
You should try this stuff called magnaplasm. Just having it in the house seemed to draw a glass splinter out of Jess' foot last week. Seriously, it seems like good stuff.
9 April 2008 - 8:05am
Oh dear, this was written a WEEK ago! Here's hoping y'haven't fainted so hard that you've hit your head on something, woke up and gone brainless through the streets!
I did that once.
Well, I hadn't fainted so much as I got just plastered, y'know?
And, I guess I didn't "wander brainless" so much as get dragged down to the jailhouse to spend the night in a drunk tank.
And, well, it wasn't so much the thing to be proud of as think back on the folks I met while i was in the joint overnight.
You know the type. Nice fellows like the kind that want to know where you live and when you're not home....
Well, here's hoping you had some modicom of success with your splinter.
I keep a magnifying glass by the tweezers for just that sort of thing....
11 April 2008 - 3:26am
Y'know...I heard of a way to take an orange peel and squeeze it so oil lands near the splinter and after a minute or so, makes it easier to grab.
'Course, there is a downside about that.....
You'll be mixing apples with oranges....
11 April 2008 - 3:28am
(actually, I've rather liked wandering around your place here. Very nice. Humorous, and believe me, we need all the humor we can get our splintered fingers onto!)