Not even the first blood...
Today the bus bit a chunk out of me! I was moving 4'x8' sheets of plywood around the inside of the bus because it was raining. As I lifted one up, my hand grazed a railing in the ceiling (not a rounded rib). I am sharing because 1) be careful! and 2) I found my skin chunk! There it was stuck where it was scraped.
Fortunately, I finished the night with dinner with my chosen family. I brought some tasty dessert!
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I am just a noobie Skoolie and a queer nonbinary professor trying to see as much of the world as I can.