i'll be holding all the tickets and you'll be owning all the fines
on an unrelated note, i stabbed the side of my thumb with a fondue poker tonight. As i watched the blood steady streaming out, i grabbed for the salt whilst holding it under the kitchen faucet attempting to apply pressure, and adjust water temperature simultaneously (a funny sight, i'm sure). A cold sweat came over me and i actually felt my stomach churn like i'd vomit. When did THIS happen?! I wonder where the guts i had when i was 5 went; now i'm stuck mid twenties feeling/looking like a wuss even with no one around. sigh.
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