One graduate school guy's musings about school, life, and robotics.

Wednesday, September 25, 2002

Chopped Meat


My prescribed regimen is as such:

My body gives off protective "scab making" fluids from my wounds.

These seal my wound shut keeping crap out.

Somehow, this scabbing/scarring process is bad.

So every time I change my bandages, I have to scrub my wounds raw.

SCRUB THEM RAW!

I never knew an elbow could hurt so much.

SCRUB THEM RAW!
SCRUB THEM RAW!
SCRUB THEM RAW!

GOD DAMN IT! WHY ME?!


I feel: //-// or =E Like Roadkill or freshly scrubbed seafood... oozing seafood...

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