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3.11.2004 posted by William 22:34 link |
Gilles clocked me in the face with his racquet during squash this evening. After a few minutes of cussing, I asked him how it looked. It's kind of red, he said, and I think there's a cut. Oh, is it bleeding? I asked. No, just a little, it's more like a scratch, he said. So I kept playing. Next game the small of my back intercepted a killer shot of his on its way to the wall. That took my mind off my face for a bit.
When I got home and stepped into the bathroom, I saw a thick, jagged bright red line running a couple inches across my left cheek -- damn! It was a lot bigger and oozier than I expected. No wonder I got some weird looks on the subway. I thought it was just cuz I smelled a little ripe. Obviously, tomorrow's modeling gig is cancelled. |