Ouchie! But they do say that a little of your blood in a dish makes for powerful personal magical stuff... or at least that's what I tell myself when I slice myself open.
*grins* I did think of that...though more in terms of the knife than what I was cutting up, since it was gonna go in potpourri and I didn't think the smell of boiling blood would go well with the lemon and orange and cinnamon...
That's what I figured after the _last_ time I sliced myself with it...now I just need to actually do consecrated-knife-using ritual-things, and they'll work and I'll be rich!
I've had a pot with water and cloves and cinnamon sticks and bay leaves simmering on the stove for the last several days, and I wanted to add to the scent, so I was cutting up a lemon and an orange...
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...that you don't do that anymore?
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Okay, well. Good theory?
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Smells really nice. :)
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Okay, generally not oneself, I'll admit...
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There there, all better. :)
And next time, if you want pain, use a cane or paddle instead of the knife.
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:D