I have a hanger on my face

April 11, 2006

You know how when you are alone you can get into an activity and start acting unselfconciously, doing things that might surprise and embarrass you if someone else walked in and you suddenly became conscious of yourself again? Well, I am sitting on the floor of my room, my legs spread to either side of the box that I am using as my desk (my computer monitor is sitting on a milk crate,) when suddenly I become conscious of the hanger around my face. It is a plastic hanger. My face is sticking through the triangle in the middle. I’m not exactly sure how it got in this position. The last thing I knew I was reading blogs and typing comments to my e-friends. Now I have a hanger on my face. I just thought I would share that with you. I’m taking it off now.


One Response to “I have a hanger on my face”

  1. Laura Moncur Says:

    Thanks for the laugh today! I have done that so many times. Not with a clothes hanger, mind you, but I’ve been fiddling with something and end up with it in my mouth or in my pocket and I don’t even know how it got there…

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