RainSong wrote:
I confess that they recently took down the sign on the old cemetery that said, "Restoration In Process" and I quite miss it. For awhile, everyone in town believed that that was what RIP actually stood for.
On a sidenote, I confess that I nearly did some serious damage to my left hand fingers about an hour ago. I was trying to take the blades off of the electric knife; for whatever reason (probably because I was thinking a million miles away), unplugging it did not occur to me. I put my fingers on the blades (the sharpened side too) so that it wouldn't hit the counter when it was unlocked, but instead of hitting the "eject" button, I hit what turned out to be the on button. My fingers were literally less than an eight of an inch away from the sharpened, serated part. Thankfully, my reflexes turned out to be better than needed, and I wasn't hurt... But Good Lord, the stupidity involved in that was incredible.
I confess that I screwed up: the sign actually said "
Restoration
In
Progress". I confess I realized that at 3 in the morning.
I also confess that I was trying to clean said knife, which is why I was trying to take it apart. I confess that although I'm sure the electric knife would draw quite a bit of blood, it does not rank high on my self destructive tools.
Edit: I confess that I had to edit this post because I spelled "progress" wrong. I confess that I'm vaguely amused and vaguely annoyed that I keep getting that word wrong.
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