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Dear liadlaith,

the mere thought of this icon has caused paroxysms of involuntary laughter twice in the last twenty-four hours in relation to thoughts on and about writing things.

I hope you're happy with yourself.

Yours laughingly,
active_apathy

Ow.

I've had an unfortunate postal accident.

It's raining here, and the postman came. I decided to go and collect the post before it got rained on, so I found clothing suitable for outside then went to check. In the interest of expedience, I chose to eschew footwear.

The postbox was empty. In and of itself, not a problem. It's the trip back that was un-fun.

One foot slipped, meaning that the other one found itself hitting - fairly hard - a rock with no discernible sharp edges. It hurt some, and I came inside to find that a blunt rock has cut my left foot in four different places.

Grr, rock. Grr.