At the best of times, I'm never graceful. Actually, I'm quite clumsy, with moments of brilliance that make people think I'm graceful. The reason I'm saying this is because on Saturday, I tried to remove my left index and middle finger at work. Fun stuff. Without getting too technical, because you really do have to understand the machinery that I was working on, I basically got those fingers squished between a very strong compression plate on the top, and a moving belt that had cup shaped holes in it, which was underneath my hands, and my fingers were IN, that had a large, sharp, "screw" shaped object, because Kaiser buns have that swirl on the top of them right? That was probably a millimeter from my fingertips... How it missed my fingers, I haven't the slightest. But I'm friggin lucky. Combine that with about 40 to 60 pounds of hydraulic pressure, from the compression plate, and it scared the hell out of me.
So my doctor at the clinic isn't letting me work until my x-rays come back, and in the meanwhile, It looks like I've got sausages attached to my hand. I don't think anything is seriously wrong with them other than being swollen and a little bruised. I can bend them, but they do feel really odd. And sometimes in the evening, I get a shooting pain in my knuckles. But I can type and I'm pretty sure I can do the shit I need to do at work, I'm not all that confident that THAT much exercise will be beneficial to my fingers just yet but I'm willing to try.
I accidentally left my phone on silent this morning, and when I woke up, I had a message from a rather stern sounding woman from the Workers Compensation Board on there. I think they will accept my claim. I've heard of bakers doing the same darned thing that have 20 years of experience. I would cross my fingers. But that might hurt.
On another note. Yesterday, I was the WebMistress yet again designing pages for my "friends" website. She's a professional domme, (Yes, for all you kids out there that don't know what I'm talking about that's S&M and Domination and submission.) Now. I am by no means a professional at website design. But I'm damned proud of myself. I worked HARD at this website and it's getting recognition. By professional domme lists. I did everything on this site, including photography and subsequent editing on photoshop, colour scheme, creative writing and editing, and refining the logo, that my mom did the basis of. This website has been added to THREE professional Domme/Domina lists. And its nice to know that I can impress professionals. It makes me feel like my hard work, and trust me I worked on this thing for hours upon hours... Is going to go somewhere.
I've done Advertising dressed up in a Naughty nurse costume for this website at fetish events, true, it was basically an excuse to go drool over some PVC Clad hotties, and dance all dirty-like, but mostly Solo to the awesome tunes, drink and glow from head to foot in blacklights... But I did do some mingling with the attendee's, and left big ol stacks of business cards at the bar and the entrance/exit. Whilst my partner-in-crime, shmoozed to her hearts content and learned some interesting things from other pro domme's in the lower mainland. So if you are curious, go check it out. www.mdivona.com
Alright kids. I gotta go put my contacts in. It's hard to type four inches from the screen. But the power of Blog compels me.
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