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Thursday, January 29, 2004
Hot oil on skin... not a pleasant feeling. I had initially intended to write a poem about the experience, but then I realized that there is nothing poetic about being splattered by hot oil. Instead it's almost cuss-worthy. Almost. Now, what remained of that experience is five bulging blisters. And the occasional soreness. I'll survive.
anonymous @ 7:44 pm
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