Housecleaning: not my friend.

[vulgarweed]

So I decided things were kind of out of hand and went on a rearranging binge. It was going pretty well...until I tried to do something with the Closet of Doom. Then my precariously-balanced super-cheap super-fake Yule-tree-in-a-box fell out and hit me in the face.

I have a black eye. A real one. A shiner.

I can make it not-too-noticeable with makeup, but before that it is really quite shocking.

It looks like the sort of thing that no one will believe is entirely innocent.

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[vulgarweed.livejournal.com]

AHAHAHAH most apt use of that icon ever! :D

Maybe somebody didn't like my latest Ent fic. Everybody's a critic.

It doesn't really hurt at all and only seems a little swollen. I was in denial until I saw the fascinating colors.