DAY FIVE

Today TGIF -- should have been a great day.

Horribly -- on my way into work -- I found myself -- flying through the air -- at record speed. The TTC bus driver had to brake suddenly to avoid hitting a car.

An eye witness at the front of the bus claimed that the bus driver was cut off - the police officer just said -- rules are rules -- that the bus had to be following too close -- does that make sense?

So here's me -- bleeding from the face -- laying flat out on the floor -- amongst a bunch of upset strangers. Were any cute guys there to rescue me? Well, of course not -- that only happens in the movies --don't ya know.

I finally got up in my dazed state to find a co-worker from my building had fallen over backwards. I held her hand and reassured her she would be fine. She needed a neck brace, a back board and then an ambulance.

Anyway the morning was just -- too full of drama -- the accident -- the bad cut --right across my pretty face. I was shocked to see it (the cut) when I went to the bathroom. I went running out to the doctor. He reassured me it would heal and probably not leave a scar.

I look like someone attacked me with a knife -- you get the picture -- scarface. What's that got to do with my love life -- everything -- right now I feel like Freddy Crugger's girlfriend.

Tonight I will be chilling out -- putting stawberry and blueberry frozen bags --on this nasty cut.

What will I be doing all weekend? Well, pull out the kleenex. I plan to watch a really sucky chick flick - to heal my wounded face and heart.

Tonight as it comes to an end -- Star light -- star bright -- the first star I see tonight -- I wish I may, I wish I might -- have the wish -- I wish tonight.