thejunipertree (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
thejunipertree) wrote2004-02-05 03:26 am
thejunipertree) wrote2004-02-05 03:26 am
Entry tags:
adventures in eating paint
I volunteered to help Miss Stephanie paint her soon-to-be-finished basement this evening because I am a strange person who enjoys doing tasks such as that.
We finished it in record time, but not before I had a little accident involving a flying glob of paint.
As usual, I was running my mouth. And a splotch of paint the size of Rhode Island flew off of my roller paint brush thing and right into the corner of my mouth. Blergh. It shut me up, at least. For a little while, at any rate.
And now I've got a blue lower lip. Very attractive.
We finished it in record time, but not before I had a little accident involving a flying glob of paint.
As usual, I was running my mouth. And a splotch of paint the size of Rhode Island flew off of my roller paint brush thing and right into the corner of my mouth. Blergh. It shut me up, at least. For a little while, at any rate.
And now I've got a blue lower lip. Very attractive.