I parked the car in my driveway, yawned deep, eager
to get up and take a shower.

i stepped out of the car, closed the door
when suddenly i heard VOICES OF HELL
the only way to try and describe what i heard is to ask you
to imagine what would an old sick lady wich happened to be the queen of havoc that pukes flames
in a stalwart pole of demonic fire would sounds like.

i looked at the paved parking floor, for thats where the appaling aghast sounds came from, and saw white Fabruary,
my friend, my fav street cat, in the air, clinging to my leg
ripping my skin apart looking like a white monster from hell,
when i mannaged to loose her scraching nails from my right leg, i observed
that her tail is INSIDE my car, while she is outside, and the door
is
completly closed
i run back inside the car and opened the door from the inside, for i feared that if i'll loose the tail from outside the car she will kill me. (or dammage my beauty severely.)

now i need to try and catch Fabruary and try and take her to
a vet.
and yes, i have left some a deep savage scars on my leg. i'll live.


* 30 minutes prior to the Fabruary visit,
sitting at work, talking on a nice metal heads chat room;

A friend: today im going to the doctor! my wrist is much better.
Me: did you break your arm?
A friend: yes or at list the palm of my hand.
Me: lol, was it any fun?
A firend: sure! a blast i frequently injure myself.
Me: I ACCEDENTLY INJURE MYSELF CREATIVELY