Tuesday, December 16, 2003
it's nothing i can't handle.
last night, the monkey accidentally smacked me really, really hard in the eyeball with his elbow while we were making the love. for those of you who can't imagine how this happened, getting out of your cold-weather jammies in a hurry in the dark is harder and more ungainly than you think.
it was the weirdest sensation ever. i saw this explosion of white light, and then i started crying like a baby. it didn't even really hurt, it was just such an odd time to get hit with something. and right in the eyeball, man. there's no good time to get hit in the eyeball with something both blunt and sort of sharp, but during nookie has got to be one of the more disorienting ones.
anyway, i was sure i would have a shiner this morning, but i don't.
it was the weirdest sensation ever. i saw this explosion of white light, and then i started crying like a baby. it didn't even really hurt, it was just such an odd time to get hit with something. and right in the eyeball, man. there's no good time to get hit in the eyeball with something both blunt and sort of sharp, but during nookie has got to be one of the more disorienting ones.
anyway, i was sure i would have a shiner this morning, but i don't.
