Monday, January 05, 2004

Ice

How come every time I fall on ice, I cut my hand.
As long as I remember, when I fall on ice, I cut my hand.
I wonder if this is symbolic of something? ...or I am just a clutz.
hhhmmmmm....something to think about.
I gotta go, and put ice on my cut hand.....

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