Tales of death, blood and gore

[plural]

Isabel is turning out to be quite the little hunter
in the past few hours
she has paid me a tribute
consisting of a mouse and a small bird

[I know, I know it gets old with]
[the king being worshiped by pussy]
[but deal, I am bragging here for christ sake]

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So the other day
I had a glass break
with my hand inside it
[don't ask]
this resulted in a number of nasty lacerations
and wasted about half a roll of paper towels
[which were drenched in blood]

not to mention leaving a trail
of blood splatter
worthy of a low budget horror flick
as I dashed for something to stop the bleeding
or at least contain it

more than one of the wounds
had penetrated the layers of skin
and cut into the tissue underneath

and it looks like I will get at least one nifty new scar
to go with my fairly extensive collection

but anyway
after stopping the bleeding
marveling at how well the four or five ounces of blood I lost
had managed to get everywhere
I set about cleaning up the mess

but apparently I missed a spot
as the other day
I noticed a drop of dried blood on my keyboard
so
of course
I had to take pictures of it

and I have been wrangling
over the right words to title the image

my idea is something glib
about the cost/effect of technology
but my ideas so far
either suck
or are too long and unwieldy
[and thereby suck]

so I thought I would open the floor to yall
see what ideas you could come up with

Comments

[thesheryl.livejournal.com]

I have a vision of your computer becoming possessed by evil: every time you hit the F9 key, weird satanic poetry appears on your monitor and begins to strobe. Your computer wants more blood and you begin the long descent into madness. Until, one day, your friends come to your place of residence to find you screaming unintelligibly and hacking at yourself with a serrated kitchen knife, spraying your computer with blood.

[whatdot.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I hate it when that happens...