Gargh!

Rats chewed through water bottle. It had lasted so long! I got home and the bottom of their cage is a puddle of wer newspaper, sodden rat poop, and water. Plus, I need to figure out how to get water to them when I go to work. All this before breakfast!

Other bits: cool day yesterday, Wreck Beach was stupendously crowded (maybe because of an article in the daily paper) but still neat. We buried Colin twice, and there was an absolutely ginormous schol of tiny little fishes in the water that surrounded us but stayed a very set distance away. Also saw crabs, etc-- lots of life, maybe flushed out by all the people?g

My piercing turns out to be today rather than yesterday evening. Sigh. I should have called ahead to confirm, but thats okay. I got instructions on what to do before I came in, etc, and then I got Juggler to watch The Machinist which he agreed was a fantastic movie, and which remains fantastic on the re-watch.

I suck at getting to work today. It's Juggler's fault.

Now: water rats, find breakfast.

Owch.

Greatpoets strikes again. This one is terrible. I hate puns.

Their Sex Life

One failure on
Top of another



-- A.R. Ammons

OoooOOOoooOOO!

Acquired: spray bottle. Filled with water, it makes The Best Thing on a day this hot.

Piercing

To cut or pass through with or as if with a sharp instrument; stab or penetrate.
To make a hole or opening in; perforate.
To make a way through: The path pierced the wilderness.

I have a hole in my face now, one held open with smooth straight steel so that it remains a hole instead of allowing my skin to fade back into a perfect flawless covering. The skin between and just below my eyebrows is slightly taut, vaguely puffy, and every once in awhile a little bit sore. I don't get headaches, and I've had stress headaches worse than this, in this same place; it took a lot of doing to find regular-strength Advil (they're all extra strength in stores now) but I have had one of those, and though I have the protective instinct for a wound I don't have what I'd consider to be pain. The feeling is like a memory of a very hot burn or a very cold burn, that type of sensation but so, so faint.

At BIO I had clamps, regular clothespins, put on my nipples. That hurt. For the piercing, there was a clamp put on which hurt a little less than the clothespins, and then the needle itself which didn't hurt at all, though I felt it go through my flesh, right through the centre of the bridge of my nose. The most painful part- and again, this is less pain than a badly skinned knee, and certainly less than a barked shin -is after, as your body realises it's been hurt, tries to fix itself, and finds this obstruction. There's something in there so the flesh can't just seal itself up, and that's a n odd sort of feeling. I feel adorned as I never have in my life before.

Juggler got faint and had to sit down when he came to hold my hand, which was awesome. The piercer kept leaping from serious to humorous again, I think I was the calmest person there in the end. Tyler and Paco (?sp) came by and had a brief conversation on Sin City and BIO, and squinted and told me it looks crooked (which it does, a little, but it's also swollen and I notice it looks more crooked the more it's swollen) and headed off to the movie night, which I think I'll skip in favour of sleep and rest. The piercer had heard of Korean Movie Mondays at Chris', which is cool. Like the Rope'n'grope, it seems to be getting a life of its own.

There will be a picture presently-- Jhayne? What are you doing tomorrow between say 10am and noon?

The rest of you-- you'll see me around. :>