fat upper lip

so far today i've had a decent time of it. but not great. no no, far from great. let me give you a quick two reasons why. first off, while changing my buddy micah's oil, he thought it'd be a fun idea to swing the torque bar we had with all the different attachments we had for various jobs we were doing on his car in my general direction. the end piece came clear off and rocked me right in the face. so now my lip is fat on one side(i look like a demented parrot fish or something) and i've got a nice cheekbone...except it's a bruise. second thing. i don't know how many of you read literature but there's this one frenchman whose name escapes me. still, what he would do to you as a reader is toy with your feelings. there's a certain scene i remember vividly in one of his stories in which they encounter a dead body by the side of the road. he then goes into clinical description of every smell, sight, perception to be had about this dead woman and it makes your stomach curl. there is a point to that little blurb: we just found a small dog half decayed in the creek in my backyard. he was small, white with brown spots and was nearly hairless. i'd guage him to be of a weight of no more than ten pounds in life although distended with the water his cells absorbed he was closer to twenty. all the muscles of the face and neck where fully decayed as were those parts above the water. those under the water moved as if in life in the current. the skull was partially exposed and free of all flesh. flies quickly deposited their spawn onto the skin. when we went to move it with a shovel the whole of the body quaked like a grotesque semblance of the gelatin my grandmother used to make in molds. the blood vessels were almost completely destroyed by the pressures and that skin which was not rotted away was opaque. then entire body hung limp over the end of the shovel as if a clump of mere sod. flies landed on myself and my friend in protest, as their feast was being stolen in the middle of their dinner party. the smell was one that most know. it is that of a sausage that has been left out too long in the sun.

at this point i must leave off, i'm getting very sick to my stomach. suffice it to say it's a good thing i hadn't eaten a full meal. i've had that feeling of wanting to puke in the back of my throat now for about 20 min. i feel so bad for the little guy.