Mar. 15, 2006 - My best friend is my worst enemy.
I must admit that I am a creature of habit. Every morning I wake up, walk to the kitchen in much the same manner of a prehistoric cavewoman (because I was friends with one and totally know what their manner) and make myself a cup of coffee. This morning I had gotten up especially early so I could go for a walk before uni, that was until I poured the entire boiling cotents of my mug all over myself and my Mum's italian couch......
"Ahhhhh" what to do what to do? My skin is on fire but my Mum's couch. I hobble to the shower, abuse the taps so the coldeth water do floweth and stand there like a startled animal for a couple of minutes. The couch! I grab and towel and waddle (because I've burnt my legs, not gained 20kg) into my parents bedroom and find my Dad
"I spilt coffee on myself and the couch. Should I keep putting water on it?"
"Is it a good idea to wet the material?"
"I was talking about my skin".
Being a sook, I take refuge back in the shower with my soothing friend, cold water. Soon my Mum knocks on the door
"Darling, can I come in?"
"Yes it's unlocked," Mum enters
"Are you alright? Oh you poor thing? Is it stinging a lot?"
"No its OK while I'm under the water. Should I just keep doing this with the cold water?"
"Oh well I don't know or should we get some ice....maybe some cream. What do you think?"
My Mum is a nurse.....I was sort of hoping she would have the answers.
After her pedantic worrying subsided, she came to my rescue with some Voltaren cream. That stuff is awesome.
Anyway, that's what I've been up to for the past hour or so. I'm now in some very sexy, baggy clothing and am ready to waddle off to uni.
It burns...oh how it burns.
Caffeine- my best friend and worst enemy. I'm useless if I havent had a cup of coffee in the morning. If I had only managed to have my morning cup of coffee, I never would have spilt it all over myself...
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