|02 January 2003
Sonya and I went to the car wash yesterday so I could vacuum out the water that had accumulated in the floorboards.
"I gotta vacuum both sides," I told her, "there's water behind the passenger seat, too."
"Is there?" Sonya asked, "I didn't think so..."
She looked around into the back seat. At the same time I reached into the back seat.
Predictably, I smashed Sonya in the nose with my elbow.
She cried. I laughed and felt horrible, of course.
"I'll write a note if I need to," I said, "certifying that you're not a domestic abuse victim. It was an accident!"
Sonya couldn't feel her nose for hours.