*stabs Pat*

Today in science class, Pat fell asleep. So our science teacher, Mr. Finlay, told us to draw something on his face, and got us a black marker. Everyone was cracking up, and thought it was so hilarious, but as usual I got volunteered to do the job everyone else was too chickenshit to do.

So I decided to draw a long-eyed smiley face. I got both eyes and was starting on the mouth when Pat woke up and went beserk. He grabbed the pen right out of my hand, got a grip on my shirt and repeatedly stabbed me in the left cheek. So now I have a bruise there that's a nice purplish red color with a blue (not silver) lining. [Thankee, Pat, it prolly looked like a giant zit in the pics Carmen took at lunch.]

It remains to be seen if it will fade quickly, or develop into a big blotch that will make everyone feel obligated to inquire, "What happened?"