Safety pin
Lately, I've spent time in the company of others. One day last week, I was a model for a theatre make-up student who gave me a black eye, a bullet hole in my head, and a safety pin through the top my hand. Being so sociable has tired me out somewhat.
It has been a long time since I had written in Antipasto, a site which began more or less like an online diary and evolved into a writing journal of sorts. Today, I cooked up a fresh entry: Between.
Posted by sniffles at November 13, 2002 11:05 PM