When the moon is in the 7th house and Jupiter aligns with Mars, then peace will guide the planets and love will steer the stars!

So last night I was shaving, and I had a new razor that was shaped different than the ones I usually use. And so I was shaving the back of my calf where the hair grows in an odd circular pattern and I had the razor twisted all funky because it felt all wrong in my hands. And then I, of course, cut myself. But not like a regular nick. This cut is about two inches long and it dyed my bath water orange it was bleeding so much. It was like I angled the razor perfectly to actually slice a piece of my leg off. So I continued shaving, not being too concerned about how I had skinned a portion of my skin off. And then I look at the razor because it feels dull for some reason. And jokingly in my head I thought, I wouldn't be surprised to see a chunk of my skin in there, when in reality I would have been very surprised. And a saw a hunk of soap, it was all clear colored with a golden hue to it. And so I go to pull the soap off, and it comes off, but it is a string. A string of my skin. One that would have fit perfectly into the bleeding cut on my leg. Then I fainted.















Just kidding. Wouldn't it be funny if I was that squeamish? It was gross. But in a cool sort of way. I thought I would share that story with all of you because I find it funny. I hope you do too :)

K.D.

Also, I am hungry. And Inglorious Bastards was awesome. And nazi killing movies rock.