...maybe a klutz like me shouldn't be allowed remotely near the kitchen?
Injury #2 was incurred while putting an end to the demonically thick and hard skin of the pumpkin. Bad pumpkin. Bad bad pumpkin.
But the forces of good prevailed. The pumpkin is now a soup.
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Moving on to happier, not so painful topics...
Badminton.
Which reminds me...my arm is sore. Dang.
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