Hello,
I'm sure its obvious, but I'm Jessica Heart. And this jazz is called "Almost Daily's" because we both know that daily just wasn't going to happen.
In the time between when I wrote this sentence and when I came back from my laundry, I managed to get a concussion-like-thing. About a week ago a bottle of shampoo emptied half its guts into one of my reusable groceries bags (real nice karma btw, for just trying to help the planet.). Being unnecessarily busy, it took me about a week to notice, which brings us to why i ended my intro so abruptly. Sitting in shampoo, no fun. So my friend crass and I went down stairs to wash my laundry. Washed and dried the bag just as i realize it is not supposed to go in the dryer. It shrank. A lot. Great. So lets not get into the details of why, but I had the bag on my head, using that and my hands to try to stretch it out (dumb, I know) so Crass starts shouting "thats not what you do!" Obviously she's right but either way I started running from her, flailing my keys saying "i will--cut you!" Crass is stronger than me and ended up with my arms being pretty easily contained in her grasp. My brilliant idea? To hit her with what I have left--my head. I head but her, she hits me back harder (with her head) and I blacked out. Just for a second or two. On my way down I hit my head on the ice machine, twice, and the tile floor, once.
And here we are.
So, I guesss just welcome to me, my redonkolus friends, and our potentially questionable shenningans.
